#I don't blame my boyfriend for this situation I'm just frustrated that it happened and it's something I had to learn the hard way

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Years of reading and writing disapproving parent fic have come back to haunt me, as I'M now the one committing faux pas in front of my partner's uptight parents 🫠✌️

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ENHYPEN MAKNAE LINE (req)

-✎prompt:you comfort them after they get jealous/insecure of dating rumours involving you and one of their members ship: seperate!enha maknae line X idol!fem!reader genre:fluff, angst if you squint(?) warnings: comfort, jealousy, kissing, self doubt, insecurities

this was requested by @laylasbunbunny

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KIM SUNOO

Sunoo wasn’t one to get jealous easily. He always managed to keep his feelings in check, even when things bothered him. But at this moment, he couldn't handle seeing the MCs shamelessly talk about how you and Jungwon looked like a couple and seemed to be “soulmates” because of your birth year and positions in your respective groups.

As soon as the joint interview between enha and NewJeans, your group, was done, you skipped excitedly towards Sunoo. You could feel the rush adrenaline in your veins from successfully pulling off the interview. However, as soon as you saw the pout on his face, your heart sank.

“Sunoo, baby, why are you sad? Did something happen?” you asked in a worried tone, your voice soft and gentle.

With a shrug, he replied, “Did you see what they did up there?”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, cupping his face gently in your hands “who?and what did they do?”

“The MCs were basically shipping you and Jungwon together,” he said, his voice filled with a mixture of frustration and sadness as he looked away from your face, sulking.

You felt bad about his situation and with a heavy heart you said“Sunoo-ya, are you jealous? You know you don’t have to be. I see Jungwon as a friend and nothing more. Plus, baby, you can’t really blame the MCs for their mistake. You know we can’t stop this from happening unless we—”

He cut you off, his eyes finally meeting yours “Unless we go public, yeah, I know, princess. But I just want to brag about my beautiful girlfriend. I want to be able to take you on dates without having to worry about the cameras following our every step.”

You knew how much he wanted to be open about your relationship, to be free from the constraints of the kpop industry. You let out a sigh, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer to you

“Baby, I promise you, one day we will be able to. We’ll make it happen, okay, Sunoo?” Your voice was filled with love as you smiled at him

He stared into your eyes, seeing the determination they held. His expression softened, and he pulled you into his hold. “I love you, ____,” he whispered.

“I love you too, my sunshine,” you replied, hugging him back tightly,afraid of letting go

while still holding each other, you shared a tender, lingering kiss. you both pulled away and as you looked into each other’s eyes, you couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

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YANG JUNGWON

Jungwon was a man and like any man he had his insecurities, but what he was being insecure about was something stupid, or what his girlfriend, you, liked to say was completely unnecessary and false

you first found out about it at dinner at the enhypen dorms when your boyfriend invited you after getting their first win on inkigayo for their most recent comeback, but as you were eating the medium rare steak that was kindly offered by jay you couldn't help but notice jungwon's lingering stares, and whenever you looked at his direction he'd quickly act distracted and try to make a conversation with poor niki who was sitting on the other side of him

after helping sunghoon and sunoo wash the dishes you quickly managed to find jungwon alone and decided to see what had him so lost in thought

you approached the couch he was laying on and replaced the fluffy pillow with your lap.you began stroking his hair,a motion you knew made him feel relaxed and whispered “wonnie, are you doing good,you seemed off during the entire dinner” he quickly looked up at your pretty face and said “yeah baby, I'm fine just a little bit sleepy” you sighed and asked again “are you sure jungwon?you don't usually act like this when you're sleepy”

he sat up from your lap and turned to face you and with frustration dripping off his tongue he said “ I'm just mad okay,why is it that fans can't see how much you and I are close to each other,why are they always shipping you and jay hyung together,and seeing you laugh with him tonight made me realize how much he's fit for you” you let out a slight gasp and brought his face closer “wonnie..,why didn't you tell me you felt this was, I really didn't me to be so close to him today it just happened, I'm sorry baby,you know I love you so much and I will never let you go you're the perfect fit for me not jay,not anyone, only you wonnie”

he sighed and held your hand “honey, I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself for keeping this a secret for a long time,and you can talk to whoever you want, I trust you especially with jay hyung”you smiled at him and pecked his soft lips “I love you” you pecked his lips again and again repeating the same words he giggled cutely and then told you “okay ,okay I get it I love you too”

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NISHIMURA RIKI

Riki was never shy with expressing his emotions to you,and he always made sure to find the root of the problem before making any assumptions

but as he was sitting on the floor of the dance practice room and reading the comments that were left by stupid fans who couldn't put two and two together and instead they decided to run several threads of proof that you, his amazing girlfriend,and sunghoon,his fellow member,were dating,he felt helpless 'cause it already made him jealous when you got caught up in dating rumors,but his member,now that's a new experience

It honestly pissed him off how some people can be so stupid,and why didn't fans use what they always deemed as proof,the matching outfits,the similar photo poses,heck even the necklaces they wore!

Riki couldn't help but feel that you deserve someone better than him,older than him,more mature and serious

he couldn't help but let the thoughts roam his mind freely, completely oblivious to his members whispering among each other on what they think their golden maknae is going through,Jay thought it might've been from the almost impossible choreography they were practicing for their upcoming comeback,Sunoo said that he's probably tired from pulling an all nighter last night,and the guesses went on

but Jake knew better,he knew something was off with niki and he was sure of it because of the conversation he had with the maknae a day ago,where niki told jake of how much he's scared to lose you,his first love,he expressed his insecurities and he couldn't help but tell him about the whole sunghoon X you scenarios the fans created.Jake only comforted him but he promised himself to find a solution for his little brother's problem,he couldn't see him so upset

After practice was done,Jake called you and it left you confused,he only ever called you if something was wrong with Riki,but when you answered the call you found out that something was indeed wrong with your boyfriend

“hi ____ ,how are you…uhm I'm really sorry I called at such a random time without asking you beforehand,but I really need to talk to you right now” Jake began quietly

you felt your heart beats speed up and your head began racing with different scenarios was niki hurt? does niki wanna break up with me through jake? is niki mad at me? “____?,are you there?” jake asked his voice filled with worry

you let out a cough and replied “ye-yeah Jake I'm here , sorry I jus-” he cut you off

“it’s fine don't worry about it now listen carefully okay?, I'm sure you've noticed Niki seemed off these couple of days,and he is, Niki is doubting himself and he's considering the fact that you might want someone other than him,and his words he said ‘___ deserves someone better, someone like sunghoon hyung” you quickly sat up and spoke into your phone “what,why does he think that is it beac- , wait don't tell me it's because of the fans” you let out a silent gasp after that

“ I'm sorry ___ but that's exactly why,he said that if fans see sunghoon better for you then you should be with him” you felt your eyes fill up with tears struggling not to spill over “that stupid boy,why would he think that, the fans don't know we're dating so they always ship me with other idols,aish what should I do” Jake quickly replied “go talk to him right now he's in the dorms alone,come over” you sprung up from your bed and headed towards your closed pulling out your- well niki's hoodie you replied to Jake“thank you so much Jake I'm really grateful you told me,now if you excuse me I have to go”

once you reached the dorms you pulled out the spare card Niki gave you and swiftly opened the door heading towards his room,you didn't bother to knock and slammed the door open, Niki looked up in confusion from his phone only to find you panting while holding the card in your left hand

you neared him and put your hand on his knee,“Niki-ya uhm Jake told me about what happened and I need you to listen to me okay baby” Niki only nodded

“okay, I'll start off by saying I love you so much Niki and I'm sorry if I ever made you feel bad or not good enough, I don't want to be shipped with anyone other than you,and I don't wanna be loved by someone who isn't you, I can't imagine a life without you in it , I've always admired you as an idol and as my boyfriend, I see all your members as my older brothers,and I hope you know that no one is worth my love other than you,so please baby,do me a favor and start telling me about your feelings okay?”

you finished your speech and gave him a kiss that held longing and desperation you tilted your head to deepen the kiss and you felt niki's hand grab your chin and pull you even closer,you both pulled away in sync breathing heavily from the loving kiss you shared

Niki looked into your eyes and whispered “I love you too baby,and I promise to try better”

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(a/n:my requests are open💓)

[mimisempai]

Be yourself

Summary

At the beginning of their relationship, Greg still tries to impress Mycroft. To the point that when he can't, frustrated, his words go beyond his thoughts and put him in a situation he regrets.

The only solution is to apologize, but will Mycroft accept it.

Mystrade Monday 2.0  #98 “You can do this.”

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On Ao3

Rating G - 1042 words

"You really shouldn't have said that."

How many times had he said that to himself?

Greg knew he had crossed the line, just because he was offended that Mycroft was right. Because he wanted to impress his lover for once. Because he hated the distance he felt between them professionally. Because he resented Mycroft for not giving him a single gesture or look that would have made Greg feel that they were more than acquaintances. He had scolded Mycroft in front of everyone, just because of a little hurt feelings.

"Come on boss, don't get mad..." Sally had patted him on the back as they walked down the steps outside the police station and continued in a conspiratorial tone, "Just because your boyfriend was right doesn't mean you have to get so upset..."

Once again he kicked the tires of his car with all his might and replied, "Boyfriend? I don't care about Mycroft."

Which, of course, had been completely wrong. It was precisely because he cared that he had become angry. While they were in the early stages of their relationship, Greg was not at all self confident and just when he thought Mycroft was beginning to respect him, he had destroyed it all with a few words. He had made it personal when he had promised himself to always be professional where Mycroft was concerned, no matter how their relationship developed.

"You really shouldn't have said that."

He'd been thinking about it all day, wondering how it could have come to this in just a few words. 

That's why he was there now, after confronting Anthea, outside Mycroft's office door, trying to stop himself from running away.  But Greg also knew that he couldn't go home without dealing with the situation. Because Greg knew he had a lot to lose if he didn't. 

He whispered to himself, "You can do this," and knocked gently on the door.

"Come in."

He opened the door, still having no idea how to make things right with the other man. His lover. 

How to apologize without looking ridiculous. 

Lost in his thoughts, he hadn't noticed that he was standing in the doorway and Mycroft was now standing in front of him. Looking gorgeous as always. And Greg felt even more pitiful.

"So Detective, are you done sulking?"

The other man had asked him in a slightly ironic tone, but Greg felt he could detect something else, something like uncertainty.

Greg figured there were only so many ways to handle the situation. He gathered his courage, took a breath, and began: "I'm sorry..."

But Mycroft interrupted him, "Wait Greg..." he put his hand on Greg's arm and pulled him into the office, then after closing the door behind them, he pulled him to two chairs in a corner of his office. He made him sit down and sat in front of him, moving his chair closer so their knees touched. He grabbed Greg's hand and said sheepishly, "Actually, I'm the one who's sorry."

Greg gasped in surprise and Mycroft chuckled at his reaction, "Yes, even I can sometimes admit to being wrong when it is justified. While I still believe my solution was the best, I wasn't very tactful in the way I presented it, and for that I sincerely apologize." 

Greg shook his head, he knew when he was wrong and he wasn't going to let Mycroft take the blame for what had happened.

He cleared his throat and said in a firm voice, "Thank you, but that doesn't change the fact that I didn't have to react the way I did. I don't know why I got so carried away, my wounded self-esteem probably..." Greg punctuates his comment with a little self-deprecating laugh. He certainly wasn't going to tell Mycroft that what had pissed him off most was the distance their professional relationship had put between them and the fact that he had wanted to impress him. One humiliation was enough for one day.

It was without counting on the perspicacity of his lover.

Mycroft intertwined their fingers and said carefully, "I had a feeling it was more..." Mycroft paused before continuing, "Personal..."

It seemed that humiliation could not be avoided. But could he refuse Mycroft an explanation when he looked at him with such understanding and gentleness?

He jumped in and replied quietly, "Because I hated the distance that was between us in this room while we had this relationship. I know, I am well aware that in a professional context this was perfectly normal but I was frustrated that there was no sign that our relationship was anything else. And finally, to be honest, it was mostly because I wanted to impress you for once, on my ground, where I'm good."

Expecting a wry, Holmesian retort, only Mycroft's gentle voice replied softly, "But, Greg, you never had to do anything to impress me. You just have to be yourself. Don't put me on a pedestal, be yourself with your words, which sometimes go further than your thoughts, your open-mindedness, your inexhaustible empathy. I don't want a fake Greg, the one you think I like, I want the real one. Don't you think that after all this time, after trusting you with my brother, that I might have had some idea of who you were? I know you, Gregory Lestrade, and I want you as you are."

He really had been an idiot, hadn't he?

The only one putting obstacles between them was him.

So it was easy for him to say the following words, "I'm sorry for the way I acted and for saying you were an insufferable know-it-all."

Mycroft chuckled, "Don't worry, I've heard worse. To be honest, Greg, you're nice even when you're insulting people, and if you hadn't slammed the door you would have seen that I didn't take offense."

"I really acted like a brat, didn't I?" He didn't wait for an answer and continued, "I'm really sorry, Mycroft."

Mycroft nodded, "Apology accepted, now hurry up and kiss me and let's move on to something more pleasant."

Greg didn't need to hear it twice, he leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to Mycroft's in a kiss that washed away the last bitter remnants of that day.

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

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"Soften Me Up" part 3

Best friend Hobi notices something:

Yoongi keeps being mean:

Found him:

***

After a brief look at the window, Yoongi puts on his thicker coat and hastily laces his boots.

He's not sure how to fix this mess and hopes the Park boy hasn't complained to his worrisome parents yet.

He didn't need a falling out with eomonim on top of other stressful things that are currently running in his life.

He isn't sure what to say to him and decides to blame it all on lack of sleep and misunderstanding.

He didn't even begin to process the idea of sharing his place with anyone.

He was quite comfortable in his inhabitant, he had a spacious bedroom and a nice room for all his equipment and creativity.

He tried not to run, hoping that Jimin - of course he remembered the annoying kid's name - won't decide to suddenly go out and change his current location.

He needed to fetch him and fix things as soon as possible.

***

Meanwhile Jimin, consoled and fed by his soulmate and his cute high school boyfriend agreed that the best course of action on to try and go back.

Try speaking with Yoongi again and show him the letter from Jimin's parents, however old fashioned it may be.

All three were sitting on a couch when they heard someone knocking on the door.

When Tae opened it he saw a disheveled looking man with his coat unzipped and hair a mess.

- Is Park Jimin here? - he asked.

Taehyung crossed his arms and looked the sudden visitor from top to bottom.

- Well hello. And you are?

The elder gritted his teeth.

- Min Yoongi, - he almost spat out.

But Tae wasn't one who gets intimidated easily.

- Listen then, Min Yoongi. You left my best friend in a difficult situation. I don't know your reasons but I suggest you pay more attention to his well-being.

- I'm on great terms with his parents and won't hesitate to ring them up. I hope it was just a misunderstanding on your part. So I suggest you fix things with him.

By the end of this speech Yoongi's hands were curled in tight fists, nails digging in his palms and knuckles white.

He wanted to let all his anger and frustrations out on this cocky kid.

But rationally he knew it would bring him only more trouble.

So, with a jaw set tight, he managed to nod and set his gaze inside. Jimin was already standing there, a suitcase next to him and eyes averted.

It was quiet on the way to Yoongi's place. He couldn't quite find the words and wasn't sure what he wanted to say. He was still tired and agitated from all this situation.

But he knew he has to make amends so he gently touched Jimin's shoulder.

The younger still flinched.

Surely he didn't think Yoongi would really harm him? They were friends after all, even if it was years ago.

- It's getting late, Jimin. Let's settle for the night and talk tomorrow? - he mustered all his thinking power, - You must be tired.

- Alright - he got quiet abruptly as if unsure how to address him.

Yoongi took a deep breath.

- Call me hyung, okay? And charge your phone. I told your mother you were unpacking.

Jimin nodded, agreeing to address all matters later. He was feeling sleepy from stress and warm food he had at Tae's.

***

The morning came faster than Jimin would have liked. He had a slight headache from yesterday's stress.

He walked in the kitchen and sat at the table quietly. Yoongi was brewing coffee.

He wore the same clothes as yesterday and the younger wondered if he'd slept at all.

The elder placed two mugs on the table and sat, rubbing his face with both hands.

- Morning Jimin, - he said in a gruff voice, sounding tired.

***

Interlude: last night twt

***

- Good morning, hyung.

Jimin felt really awkward. Yoongi's yesterday behavior gave him whiplash.

- I apologize for the misunderstanding we had. I was disoriented with lack of sleep and didn't hear my parents warning about your stay.

- It happens, - Jimin shrugged. - My mother reminded me about my allergies and that made me think. Where's my allowance? She said it would be on your card. We could go grocery shopping now?

Yoongi almost forgot.

He spent a great chunk of ot on his equipment.

He will have to go back and return it. He was frustrated but he had to make things fair. No matter how much he disliked the guy, it was his parent's honestly earned money.

Still he decided to make the best out of this situation. No harm, right?

- Did your mother tell you about your responsibilities though?

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows.

- What responsibilities?

- Cleaning duties are on you. Since, you know, will be staying at my place.

- Aren't we supposed to share those? - the younger asked incredulously.

- Aren't I the hyung? And you're staying with me, not the other way around? I suggest you start while I go and get us groceries and stuff.

Jimin sighed.

That was far better than staying on the streets or having to risk getting Tae in trouble by staying in his dorm when he wasn't registered there.

He looked around the kitchen, noticing an impressive pile of dirty dishes, rubbish scattered all over the surfaces and decided to treat it as a meditation session.

He started right where he stood.

He thoroughly cleaned every plate and mug, every surface and every shelf in the fridge.

He went to vacuum clean the couch when something got stuck in the tube.

He retracted whatever rubbish it was and it turned out to be a receipt.

Always a curious cat, Jimin read it.

It was something from a music store, some kind of gadget.

- Good for him, - he said to himself but then did a double take. The date was...yesterday?

The thought pierced his mind.

Not only Yoongi cruelly rejected him in front of all his friends back in school. Not only he kicked him out - unknowingly, or? He bought himself something with the money that was partially his.

He walked to his hyung's room and immediately saw all the equipment there.

The dots have been connected. He definitely did that.

Like hell was he cleaning everything.

He had a childish urge to tell on Yoongi to his mum.

But decided against it. He will be smarter than that.

He did end up calling his mother- which confirmed his suspicions on cleaning duties - and reassured her that everything was fine.

Yoongi had it coming.

There was something weird in his mother's words though. She wished them luck like she didn't know they stopped being close.

Like it wasn't just Jimin who was stupidly enchanted by his hyung.

Like it wasn't Yoongi who just tolerated an annoying donsaeng he laughed at with his friend's behind the younger’s back.

He could be somewhat civil.

But Min Yoongi is no friend of his.

Part 4

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Chapter 54 review

Yay, you're back. Now seeing the length of the chapter and how busy you are in work, make sense why you're busy this entire time.

Hehehe...can't blame them to find Silver handsome. Silver truly is a best friend to Kalim.

Seems like Zahra and Safiya knew about what's happening a bit. Supporting siblings.

Najma's time to shine and nice how she contacted Ruggie and both worried about Jamil.

Ruggie: I haven't contact him since he was exposed in the mostro lounge.

Najma: Seriously, it's like I don't know my brother anymore and I'm the one who knows him more than anyone.

Ruggie: You're brother is such a mess that I'm worried too.

Poor Najma, she truly cares about her brother so much. She wouldn't like the truth very soon. I don't blame her for being frustrated at Kalim and his siblings given what Jamil has been through right now. Hope she handles the truth.

Hahaha...Idia describe to be some kind of shoujo anime while Yuu mocking him.

Nice to have Riddle and Azul bond, those two really need as friends who has deal with their idiot eels. They are right that Floyd is honest, he is always honest that he wanted to tell the truth during the chapter 3.

Hahah, trying mind manipulate each other. Those two will are in a love is war situation.

Nice that Riddle pointed out about the overblots ended having boyfriends in the end and Yuu is right. All but Idia will have to deal with their insane boyfriends soon enough.

Nice to ruin the mood, Floyd. But great news for Jade and Azul being a couple. Hope their first date and Floyd and Riddle's first date will be somewhere relaxing without djiin interruption.

Also, it's nice to know of Grimm helping Epel out. And Yuu visiting much. Hope Jack is doing well with this I mean given how react about the tweels hurting Ace, I'm sure he will angry at possessed Jamil for hurting Epel.

Jack almost unleash his unique magic: I swear whoever is behind this will pay!

Jamil dealing with the corpses of Kalim and the memories of Kalim to further his guilt. As mentioned, his father is the worst. Even the women who don't even care about each other are horrifying on what he done. He could have at least let her get give birth first but he didn't. What's a point of many wives if he doesn't care about each of them. No wonder why Kalim turn out the way he is.

Jamil feeling guilty for not seeing his pain and just focus on his own. His betrayal hit Kalim hard given Jamil is the one he trusted the most and he betrays him.

Also nice to see Isiah being used in this chapter. It's sad they loop up to the dorm leaders only for them to be caught up with their problems. Jamil finally seeing his overt.

He was almost amused to hear the merman almost lose his mind over the reveal of Kalim’s unique magic. He didn’t get why he was making a big deal of it but once he made it out of here he would make sure his version of Azul wouldn’t find out. The Djinn was trouble enough, he didn’t need a greedy octopus on top of it.

Too bad he knows and he will want to capitalize it.

Jamil witnessing the overblot overwhelms and even worst that he witness him killing Kalim. I'm sure this will be his everyday nightmares now.

The way Kalim said is the same back when they were in infirmary except the last line isn't. I can tell the 'I love you. I love you too. Liar.' Talk will come soon maybe in Jamil's overblot backstory chapter.

The way that Jamil felt defeated that he no longer has the will to help out. Jafar you're such a villain. Suffering the kid too long while you deal with your own evil plans.

Anyways, looking forward for the next chapter now that we're near. Hope Kalim's possibile last fun moment with them will amazing. Like hanging out with them from both the Impending doom and non Impending doom. I can picture Cater and Lilia making music, Trey baking cake together, and tea time with the second year housewardens.

Lilia telling his old war days with the children will be amazing. I'm also looking forward for what Other Jamil POV and how he views about right now.

TWO MORE DAY! TWO MORE DAYS! I WAITING FOR THE OVERBLOT BATTLE!

-🧋

The siblings in the story can't be too present because of the setting but even so they're all aware of what's going on. As for Najma she's in the dark but she knows something's up.

Riddle is going down a weird rabbit hole with his theories but yeah. At least he has a boyfriend that will listen to him! And yeah their first date won't be ruined... by the Djinn.

Jack won't be happy but it's the Djinn's fault so he'll have a chance at payback quickly. And Grim is all up for it too.

Jamil trip down memory lane was a painful one this time around. The Djinn really did him dirty by showing him Kalim's memories and the way he redacted that last one, what a dick.

I'm not sure about Kalim having fun, and Lilia isn't going to talk about his old war days, just reminisce about it. Also the battle will happen on the last day so technically it's one last day. ;D

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if you can't believe in others, at least believe in us

kyoutani x gn!reader

genre: as ordered: a bit of angst w a touch of comfort

warnings: one (1) big jealous idiot, miscommunication

word count: 5.4k

note: this is smth an anon asked me to do (but like...nearly a year ago, I'm not sure if anon is still there or if they remember and my dumbass deleted the ask so I just beta-ed through whatever I had but I know they called me out on enjoying jealous characters so here we go) I'm sorry, mysterious anon, I'm stupid </3 Anyway, that's that. I don't remember if reader was supposed to be female or not so I made it gn!reader (but if I forgot to change something, pls tell me so I can fix any errors c: It's also my first attempt I apologize in advance)

In the beginning, you weren't sure why your boyfriend is ignoring you

You can't remember doing something that would annoy him, nor do you remember an instant of anger in his eyes that would give you a hint about his reasoning to stay away from you

He explained early on that sometimes he just needs a day of distance because Kentarou could feel the anger simmering right under the surface, enough that something small could tick him off already, and he would hate if you were on the receiving end of this unexplained fury

Both of you also made sure to promise each other to clearly communicate, the relationship between the two of you would not last long if you're not properly telling each other what might be bothering or hurting...just in general cross a boundary

Communication probably was one of the most important aspects of your relationship

cue to the actual situation: your boyfriend avoiding you

So, Monday evening you think maybe it's this overwhelming sensation of unexplained anger and that something at morning practice ticked him off completely

But then Tuesday comes and goes, and your boyfriend had avoided you all day long, did not even bother to read your messages,

on Wednesday, you try to talk to him, but all he does is glaring at you with a look that leaves you speechless and kind of heartbroken,

Thursday is the day you're replaying everything you did on Monday, trying to find something that he could have misunderstood, yet no matter how hard you think about it…your brain won't come up with a reason that explained why Kentarou was so upset with you!

So you decide to make him talk to you on Friday

Enough is enough, right? For gods' sake, he is your boyfriend! You miss him and his strong arms that give hugs so warm that you melt right into them

You don't get a second alone with him until school ends

you practically sprint out of the school building over to the gym, knowing that he had a free hour, which means that he is probably the first person there - your only chance

There he is, sitting with his back to you, aggressively chewing on a bun filled with chicken - his usual that reminded him of his favorite dish - glaring holes into the ground

After taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you carefully aks: ''Kentaro…Ken…?'', slowly stretching out your hand, wanting to rest it on his shoulder to maybe help to soothe him a bit

he flinches instead and his heated, agitated gaze meets your eyes, making you recoil in return

''…will you talk to me, I miss you…'' you say softly, realizing how it hurt being ignored by him

''Ah, suddenly you miss me…'' he spits, narrowing his eyes ''…didn't fucking seem like it the last time I saw you…''

''Kentaro, baby, I have no idea what you mean,'' you plead, keeping your voice low to hide the desperation lacing it, confusion written all over your features

all Kyoutani does is growl, hopping down from where he's sitting while shouldering his gym bag

''...shouldn't have been so flirty with Shittykawa like that then-'' he grumbles - ''Ken, I didn't-'' you insist, but he continues ''twirling your hair, batting your pretty eyelashes at him, fuck you Y/N, if you want him, then feel free to take a fucking leave" Kyoutani cusses, not even listening to you

You shake your head, ''Kentaro, no, you totally misunderstood the situation,'' you follow up, panic seeping into your voice now that you knew what he referred to, ''I love yo-''

''Tsk'', he moves to leave

you try to take his hand but, instead of turning around, Kyoutani just rips it away from you, tucking it into the pocket of his jacket

from behind you, you hear Yahaba and Oikawa approaching (talking about Volleyball and Captains duties)

once they guessed what must have happened, they offered you their help (they both swear that Kyoutani will never ever find a ''cute s/o as you are, y/n-chan, I'm worried for my little angry pomeranian kohai'' )

Usually, you would try to talk to him, but after enduring a week of radio silence and now this treatment, you were tired of upholding something that seemed like a lost cause

you just wave both setters off and leave the school grounds, a frown plastered onto your lips and tears swimming in your eyes

Kentarou had not listened to you, did not even really look at you, and the few seconds he did, his eyes were filled with rage instead of the warmth he had usually reserved for you (and only for you)

If your boyfriend thinks avoiding you for a week and blaming you for something ridiculous without hearing you out is how you handle a relationship…maybe you would have to consider not pursuing it any longer

Which is easier said than done

The whole night you wait for a message, anything, and then all Saturday morning

you still had hope left

You get one from Yahaba, who tells you that Oikawa tried to clear up the situation as well after the reason for your fight dawned on him (Kyoutanis piss poor mood and behavior towards him a strong indicator) but Kentaro, again, just ran off

The future team captain even called you after your lackluster answer, listening to you getting the frustration and sadness out of your system

It didn't matter, right? Your boyfriend decided to unofficially call it quits by implying that your feelings for him were not genuine instead of using his mouth to talk to you and disregarding everyone involved

as if he wanted to ignore the truth as a convenient excuse to get out of your relationship

that's the conclusion your brain came up with

You softly sniffle in the privacy of your room, clutching a pillow to your chest (which has seen more tears in the last two days than in the past three years), deciding that it would be a good idea to go into the city to treat yourself

knowing that your mother has a hair-dresser appointment somewhen today, you go and announce that you would join her to finally buy the latest season of your favorite series

once there, you additionally get microwave popcorn, chocolate, and ice cream, as well as a pretty shirt you saw on a mannequin while window shopping

you feel a lot better after spending some money and ignoring the lingering sadness of your presumable break up with Kyoutani (who you love ok, it is not that easy)

In between your stops, you meet Iwaizumi and Oikawa munching on fatty burgers (celebrating your cheat days like a holiday and indulging in whatever your heart desires, is what makes it easier to stick with healthier habits the rest of the time was the questionable explanation coming from the brown-haired setter, pointing at you with a soggy potato fry)

after a moment, the setters eyes turn sad, a frown replacing the smile on his lips

he wraps his fingers around your wrist to stop you from going just yet, apologizing for being the cause of your fight and for being unable to talk some sense into him

(you assure him that it is not his fault, knowing that your friend will probably brood over it otherwise, which wouldn't be fair)

Iwaizumi adds that Kyoutani will come around and that his cooldown time is just longer than those of other people (and if not, he will give him one of his famous volleyballs to the head and use his status as only truly respected senpai to talk some sense into him) but you again decline their suggestions

after saying goodbye (and seeing Iwaizumi give his best friend an assuring gentle pat on his shoulder, the secret softy in the usual harsh ace shining through)

If Kentaro was willing...able to throw away your relationship this easily, he can't possibly really love you, and you'd accept this even if it's hard and painful

Now remembered of what you had attempted to forget about, you feel your eyes sting with unshed tears (you thought there was no possibility of you having more tears to spill, yet the impossible seemed to be the case) you look down at your phone to text your mom and frown

Kentaro 🥰: we need to talk. Kentaro 🥰: meet me there [location]

For a second, you hesitate, biting your lower lip harshly…you really want to go and talk to him but…

The tears still sting in your eyes and blurring your view reminded you of what you had gone through the whole time, and that it was his turn to finally come to you

break up or makeup, the ball was in his court now

so while walking to where your mother would be waiting for you, you begin to type

You: No.

You: I waited for you all week, even though you ignored me, and now you expect me to run the moment you choose to stop being a childish idiot?

You: if you decide to speak to me then comqjdkn

Kentarou wouldn't say he feels particularly bad. Not at all! If someone was to ask him, he would probably answer fucking peachy, what the fuck are you asking for or growl angrily. No one would bat an eye and further question him, nor guess that maybe he wasn't as great as he pretended because he missed his gorgeous better half, but…it was his fault, wasn't it?

Of course, he originally thought he had a valid reason to be upset. And if he had just spoken to you about it, everything would be solved now. Instead of being a decent boyfriend, though, his pride overtook his thinking processes once he realized that his behavior wasn't even the slightest bit justified. Not that he knew this when he saw you speaking with Shittykawa right before school. All he could see was his gorgeous s/o shyly fiddling with her fingers, conversing with a leaned forward, very involved Oikawa Tooru. He would have fetched you away from the brown-haired setter. He had no qualms about showing his possessiveness. God, Kentarou wouldn't have hesitated to growl at the tall, brown-haired boy if not for the question he heard coming from the Captain.

''Y/N-chan, how is it that you, an adorable, charming individuum, is with a brute like Mad Dog-chan? I really-'' Well, that's where he decided to leave you with the setter. He didn't need to hear your answer. Didn't want to witness an excuse or maybe the truth. If both of you were so fucking smitten with each other to flirt this blatantly, why don't you just go and cheer for him, hold his hand, and kiss his cheek goodbye? It was his choice to distance himself.

Kyoutani couldn't help the feeling of betrayal and hurt washing over him. Maybe you just used him as a stepping stone to get closer with Oikawa, and Kyoutani has been too blind to see it. He never doubted you or your relationship before, but it's not a secret how eruptive Kyoutani could be. It has always been beyond his imagination how someone so cute and sweet like you could love a person like him. Your friends thought so. The teachers. The whole school! Everyone questioned your poor judgment. And when you came running up to him, you're cheery voice calling out for him, everyone present looked at you like you grew a second head. It's the reason why seeing you with Trashykawa ticked him off so bad. It catered to his biggest insecurities and fears. He knew that all those skeptics would be delighted to see you, everyone's darling, with the schools' star setter. They all would agree that the pretty, handsome young man is a better fit than the always hostile-looking troublemaker.

While Kyoutani didn't take Oikawa seriously in most cases, he undoubtedly was one of the most devoted people Kentarou had ever met. If Oikawa wanted to get a new serve right, he wouldn't stop trying and repeating it until his legs gave in, and Iwaizumi dragged him out of the gym. When he wanted to find more advanced players to practice with, so he could, in return, give this new knowledge to his team, there was no way he would not manage to make it happen. Even if his ideas, wishes, and plans cost him blood, sweat, and tears (like getting Kyoutani to actually train), Oikawa never backed down. Kentarou had heard that Oikawa's last girlfriend dumped him because of his passion for Volleyball. Yet Kyoutani couldn't help but think that, in you, the ambitious setter would have found someone that would be able to handle it. You usually came over to watch the team when you knew that Kyoutani was there to play. You sat on the stands with your homework in your lap and a Seijoh-coloured pencil wiggling between your fingers, not bothered by the noises coming from the court. You play with your earlobe while you frown at whatever problem you came across. You patiently wait for practice to finish. Kentarou was sure that you'd be someone Oikawa would actually try for. You weren't one of his squealing fangirls, hanging from his arm on every opportunity, but his friend. You didn't pester him to take selfies with you while pushing cute bentos into his hands. When you bring food to practice, then it's for the whole team to share. If he wanted you, Oikawa would probably have to win you over and make sure that you'd stay. Courting and all that jazz. In all seriousness, Shittykawa would be a fucking idiot if not.

The dyed-blond wing spiker had been so sure that he was rightfully mad that he didn't stop to think twice before he reacted this coldly towards you. But, and this made it even worse, Kentarou knew that he was wrong the moment you asked what happened after an entire week of enduring his silent treatment. The second he heard your shaky voice and saw the tears welling up in your eyes, his brain rebooted, and suddenly he wasn't so sure of his own reasoning. You two were together for about half a year. Kyoutani - by now - was confident in his ability to identify most of your expressions. All he could decipher in your eyes was pain, paired with a need to understand, but…if he was in the wrong…it would mean that he had hurt you the whole week, which in conclusion implied that Kentarou had been the world's shittiest boyfriend. Fuck, he thought, I don't deserve y/n.

His situation didn't get any better the moment Oikawa entered the gym. The person Kyoutani thought he had a real reason to despise now tried to mend the rift between the two of you.

''Mad Dog-chan, I think you misunderstood something there. Well, no, you decided to not listen-'' The taller male says, hands gesturing wildly. While his voice still had that annoyingly cheery tone, it had something commanding hidden underneath. And oh, how Kentarou hated when someone demanded something of him, even if it was for his own good. ''Don't want to hear it.'' the blond mutters, already aggravated. The brown-haired setter resolutely puts himself in the way again. ''Oh, but you have to! That morning, Y/N-chan literally declared her love for yo-'' - ''I don't fucking care.'' Kentarou barks, not looking Oikawa in the eyes.

After another fruitless attempt to get properly into the gym, he growls and turns to leave. Already on his way to grab his stuff and take a leave, he hears Oikawa yelling. ''You answered and justified why I asked Y/N-chan to begin with!" And then louder, even though he could make out Iwaizumi trying to wrestle his childhood friend back into the gym, "APOLOGIZE, YOU IDIOT! YOU BETTER GROVEL FOR Y/N'S FORGIVENESS! THEY DESERVE BETTER THAN THIS SHOW YOU'RE PUTTING ON, AND YOU KNOW IT!"

This happened on Friday evening, and the guilt was gnawing away on him ever since. On his way home, Kyoutani had automatically taken the detour to your house. Kentarou enjoyed bringing you home (and more often than not, you pulled him inside with you, making him cuddle you!). It makes him feel like a good boyfriend, and he knew that you arrived there safely. He would never tell anybody and deny it if you ever decided to share this, but Kentarou relished in the feeling of your hand holding his all the way while going on about your day. He admired that you'd pet every cat and every dog you meet on the trip home together with him. You were perfect for him…why again did he act like this?

What caused Kyoutani's attempt to apologize - in his usual overly blunt and partly aggressive kind of way - was Yahaba, though. Both boys denied being remotely something beyond 'not really enemies'. But his future team captain was definitely one of the very few people that could and would tell him to his face that he fucked up without real repercussions. He would presumably even help Kyoutani to get it together.

After Yahaba had called you and listened to your heartbreaking rant, the setter realized that you, his friend, and his 'not really enemy' needed to talk ut out. Totally immersed in your tirade, you accidentally let slip that you couldn't endure Kyoutani's treatment any longer. That being pushed over by your boyfriend with brash and hurtful words after handling the cold shoulder was too much. That you expected Kyoutani to break up with you on Monday either way. In-person, if he had mercy on you or continue his treatment as a silent method of doing so. While you told Yahaba about your planned ''get over it-self-care'' weekend (involving tons of ice cream, movies with crying guarantee, lots of blankets, and no smartphone), the setter had already put on his jacket, shooting a message to Kyoutani.

From Yahaba: get your stupid fucking ass outside to meet me, or I'll bench you the complete season next year

Even though the wing spiker was sure that Yahaba's words were nothing but empty words, Kentarou allowed himself to accept this threat as an excuse to put his pride aside. Because, even though Yahaba annoyed him to no end - not as bad as Oikawa but still - Kentarou was also aware that you and he were friends. If someone could help him gaining your forgiveness, Kyoutani had to accept and admit that it was Yahaba. Meeting his light brown-haired teammate was kind of awkward. Kyoutani was unsure what he had to expect, though he should have seen the rough treatment coming. Yet, getting told that you, the person Kentarou was undeniably in love with, felt so neglected and hurt that you deemed this relationship to be as good as over allowed the guilt monster in his chest to grow. Shitty Oikawa was probably right ordering him to grovel and beg on his knees for you to even hear him out.

Your answer to his message was partly unlike you. Well, the last sentence. You usually were pretty forward with him to avoid miscommunication and uncalled-for moping around. And while you sometimes send keyboard smashes to express the chaos you felt, they were always in a separate message and not so…random. The text definitely meant something like ''then come to me'' but somehow, Kyoutani had an uneasy feeling about the whole thing.

Besides, he couldn't just wait till Monday and hope that you'd accept his apology! You may send him away today already, but he still had a teeny-tiny bit of hope. If he let the thoughts of him leaving you or the other way around fester in your mind for two whole days, though,…you'd probably realize that leaving him wasn't that bad of a decision. You'd come to the conclusion that all your admirers could treat you better than Kyoutani did. And he was too selfish to let you leave. Even though all he did the whole week was being self-centered and stuck up, he would be damned to begin being a saint now and let you go. That you at least were willing to talk to him was…a relief, to say the least. Kentarou hoped that this translated to you being willing to put up with him a little longer if he apologized correctly. That you're not opposed to giving him another chance to make things right.

At your house, he was greeted with darkness. Not even a single light illuminating any of the rooms he could see from his spot on your front lawn. And the ones he saw were your and your mom's most-used rooms. Your room window, your mothers' workroom, and the living room area with an adjacent kitchen. All of those rather significant rooms and the lack of light in them seemed to be a dead giveaway for Kyoutani that no one was home. Kyoutani guessed that you were probably out with your mom, glancing over to the empty spot in front of the garage.

Oh god, your mother had been the only supportive person of your relationship. Maybe it's in your family to see the best in everyone, even in shitty people like him. But if you told her about his behavior, she'd most likely not welcome him with a smile ever again, no matter if you forgave him.

There weren't many things Kyoutani could do in this situation, but it wasn't as late as nature let it on, and after a few seconds, he had decided to sit down at the front door and wait for you, hoping that it wouldn't take too long for you to come home. As if fate wanted to tell him something, the wing spiker had put on the jacket with the half-full power bank. He had worn it to the shelter when he visited it this week while distracting himself from your absence in his daily life. You had gifted him the piece of clothing, which is probably why he unconsciously had decided to wear it to everything he did after school in the first place.

Kentarou passed the time by snarling at people eyeing him for a moment too long to not be judgmental, petting the neighbors' cat wandering over to him, and watching videos. Every time he thought ''Y/N would like this'', his heart stuttered guilty.

To Kentarou, it felt like an eternity until your mother's car finally drove up the entry. To avoid your mother's potentially deadly stare, he nervously checked his mobile, realizing that he had waited for a little more than 3 hours. Yet, the wait had done nothing to soothe his nerves. They instantly spiked up again while his heart threatened to jump out of his throat.

She will hate me. Your mother would hate me, she'll hate me, she'll ha-

''Ah, Ken-chan! Good evening.'' Your mother greets him with a tired, yet still gentle smile. Oh. The blond blanches. He'd never admit it, but he enjoyed the treatment he received from your mother more than he should. Being spoken to without suspicion and receiving a warm smile every time without fail was a welcome change to his daily life. Your mother didn't listen to people trying to bad-mouth him. To her, he simply was the boy that - normally - treats her child the way a mother wished for. Even if he pulled a face as long as a fiddle.

''I didn't know you were coming, Ken-chan, or I would have messaged you…but now that you're here, maybe you can assist us out and help Y/N inside? It would help a lot.'' His gaze immediately flitted over to you on the passenger seat. With your arms crossed in front of your chest and that stubborn but endearingly cute pout on your lips, he nearly missed the tiredness your body emitted. Kentarou wanted to rush over to your side immediately but was stopped by your mother again. ''I don't know what you two are fighting about…but please talk to each other. I don't want my baby to be this sad. Especially now, and…'' she rests a hand on his shoulder, her eyes kind and comforting ''…I also don't want to miss you here, alright?'' He stiffly nodded and watched your mother carrying in plastic bags filled with various medicine packages and food.

After coming back to his senses, Kyoutani finally stumbled over to your side, practically ripping open the car door. This new perspective revealed a plaster cast wrapping your whole left leg and a removable wrist brace on your right hand. ''Bab- Y/N…what the fuck…happened?'' His honey-brown eyes continued to wander over your injuries, and with every second, he found more. Scratches and scrapes, bandaids and bandages peeking out from underneath your clothes. ''I'm so sorry,'' he whispered, hanging his head low.

All your intentions to fight his helping hand and limp over to the door by yourself disintegrated into nothing. You never witnessed such a devastated, beaten expression on his face before. Instead, you settle for ''Will you help me?''. A question asked quietly to your fingers picking at a loose band-aid edge on your arm and pressing it back onto the irritated skin.

After you loosened your seatbelt, he waits for you to carefully place your arms around his neck. It is followed by Kyoutani lifting you out of the car so gently as if he was afraid you might break. This whole situation in itself already contradicting his brash appearance and usual behavior. It would give whiplash to all the people pretending to know him. But he was always caring in his own way when it came to you. It's why you loved him after all. Because you usually knew that he loved you, too.

For a few moments, the atmosphere between the two of you felt awkwardly tense, both of you unsure how to interact with each other. The mostly blonde wing spiker breathed out a sigh of relief when you fully leaned into his chest once he stood upright, resting your head against his shoulder. A bit of maneuvering through the front door eventually lead to Kyoutani passing through the hallway and taking you to your room, where he was gently lowering you down on the bed.

It was a now or never kind of situation. For the both of you. While Kentarou was trying to find out where to begin his apology, he took a few steps back in case you wanted space until everything was cleared up.

You unconsciously helped him making a decision by impulsively grasping onto his shirt the moment he started to withdraw, stopping him in his retreating movement. Kentarou saw your lower lips wobbling, teary eyes looking up at him pleadingly.

''Please stay,'' you say weakly, which is enough for him to throw the whole thinking process away and simply sit down next to you, intertwining both your hands. ''I'm staying. I'm not leaving. Not now nor this relationship if you still want...an ''us''. The wing spiker took a deep, shuttering breath. '' I'm sorry, Y/N…'' he finally manages to say, honey eyes locked onto your linked your hands. ''I have been fucking stupid all week. 've been a fucking terrible boyfriend, the worst to ever exist.''

As if to encourage him...to show your boyfriend that his apology was not for nothing, you shuffled around until the last bit of distance between the two of you was closed. You hum, acknowledging his words while leaning your head on his shoulder.

''I didn't think you're cheating or something, …'' Kyoutani immediately assures you. There was no way he would allow you to think that he would accuse you of something like this. ''I had no reason to be jealous, but I was insecure. Let it get the best of me. Despite our promise to communicate, I was sulking. 't was easier. I'll do whatever the fuck you want for you to not give up yet…'' he says, taking his time with every sentence.

With a sigh, you squeeze his hand. ''It will probably take a lot of cuddling and attention from you...'' you say thoughtfully ''...but I forgive you…if you promise to not do this again…'' you murmur, tilting your head upward to press a chaste kiss to his jaw. ''Otherwise, I'll accept Iwaizumi-san's offer to get your thinking process restarted.'' For a moment, your voice had its usual joking edge. But you knew talking out everything was necessary. ''But, in all honesty, 'Tarou....please, never do this again. I am honest. I will not endure this a second time. When you tell me that you need a day or two for yourself then that is totally fine. If you feel yourself giving into whatever insecurity, talk to me about it. I am sure there will be an explanation or a solution but don't leave me in the dark. Don't treat me like that. I love you. Only you and no one else. But the time love can withstand straight-up ignorance by your partner is limited.''

Slowly, your boyfriend nodded, squeezing your hand to tell you that he understood. You would probably cling to him for a while but were sure that he would survive the extra closeness. Not even half a second later, his head leans onto yours cautiously.

''…and try being nicer to Oikawa-san, Tarou, he hasn't done anything to you.'' You add humorously before small giggles started to erupt from your lips. ''Also...Baby…'' you start, being interrupted by choked-up hiccups and giggles. By using your nickname for him, you take away another persistent fear of his. What he does not miss, however, is how you wince in pain before you continue, ''…who helped you put this into words? I mean…I loved it, but…,'' You leave unsaid that words usually are not his strong fort.

Biting back a smile, he frowns, huffs, and puffs…, but the way you are looking up at him, eyes shining with relief and adoration, allows him to admit defeat. He sighs ''…it's how Yahaba said I should say it…'' It usually would be an odd enough statement to make you throw yourself all over him with laugher. As a slight replacement, you squeeze his hand a bit, still shaking with suppressed laughter. ''I promise…that I will talk to you. Can't promise the Shittykawa part.'' Another soft chuckle leaves your lips before you look up at him again. ''I hope you try nonetheless. You should not let Iwaizumi-san hear you calling Oikawa-san that, though, I don't think this would turn out well for you…so...maybe stop this at least.'' Kentarou rolls his eyes at you, but in the end, he nods.

You wait for another second to clearly distinguish the two topics before you continue. ''…Thank you…for coming and finally speaking with me instead of break-'' A hand on your lips muffles your words.

''Don't say these words. I'd never break up with you,'' Kentarou grumbles, a light, uncharacteristic light pink settling on his cheeks. You stick your tongue out, which leads to him taking his hand off of your face with a surprised noise, rather dumbfounded that you had licked his hand. It gives you the chance to lean up and finally press your lips against his. ''I'm not leaving you either,'' you murmur, feeling his lips twitch upwards slightly. You decide to leave the teasing for another day.

Moving back into your previous position was enough of a hassle to hiss in pain. It brought back Kyoutani's awareness of the second problem at hand. ''What did happen to you?'' Kyoutani asks in an attempt to tamper down the excited, happy beating of his heart.

''Oh, this...uh, when I answered your text, I got driven over by a dude on a bicycle,'' you casually drop. It was kind of entertaining to watch his expressions change at an unequaled pace while processing your words. In the end, it settled into something akin to passive-aggressive worry. The way he was immediately fretting over you while cursing and cussing out the bicycle dude was his own way of caring. As you watch him retrieving the food your mother bought, while mumbling about how you're a dumbass for not paying attention to your surroundings, how he'd come over every day until you could go to school again to bring and teach you the stuff you would miss and how he would fucking murder the bicycle idiot if he ever finds out who dared to drive you over, you can't help the smile forming on your lips.

Once again, you are proven that loving him - while occasionally troublesome and demanding - was everything but wrong.

[ohworm-writes]

hello! :) so u know how kuon has a crush on sniper right ? can i get an imagine where reader is jealous bc of kuon, cuz u know, her crush on sniper etc etc (sorry i'm just vv lazy at typing), and how sniper reacts to it ?? can u make it like they're still friends but have mutual feelings for each other as they hang out as a unit, and they get together in the end bc sum confessions happened !! sorry if u don't get it i'm rlly bad at explaining but thank u in advance if u do this !! <33

High-Rise Invasion/Tenkuu Shinpan: Sniper Mask Boyfriend Imagine

high-rise invasion/tenkuu shinpan masterlist

‼ Jealous Reader (over Kuon) + Make up + Confession ‼

Featuring: Sniper Mask, Yuri Honjo, Mayuko Nise (implied), Kuon Shinzaki (implied)

Warnings: frustrated Y/n, crushes, jealousy

a/n - good GODS this has been in my inbox for a while and i’m so so so sorry for not posting it way sooner! hopefully you see this anon, and i hope you enjoy!

content below the cut!

you had developed a crush on the man in the mask ever since you first joined Yuri's little group

you couldn't really tell what it was the drew you to him

he was silent, dismissive, and he was a Mask for goodness sake!

but none of that deterred you from the attraction you garnered for him

you always found yourself trying to interact with him

whether it was offering your help with something that he was doing, or simply keeping him company

most times he brushed you off, walking away and not giving you an answer

other times he silently accepted your offer

those times the two of you would sit in comfortable silence, just enjoying one another's presence

you cherish moments like these for a very specific reason

Kuon

now you had nothing against the girl!

... at first

she seemed nice enough, always eager to help, and full of ignorant innocence

but then you realized her (very obvious) crush on the masked man

the way she got flustered around him so easily

the way she clung to him like a lost child

at first, you thought maybe she saw him as a parental figure, seeing how young she was

but that thought was (very) quickly thrown to the wind when you saw her wrapped up in his jacket, blushing like the schoolgirl she was and giggling to herself

so what she liked him? you liked him too, maybe the two of you could bond over that!

that's what you told yourself

of course, you never acted on it

it was simple, you were too jealous to do so

you noticed how Sniper Mask welcomed all her little instances without a care in the world

not giving a damn when she clung to him

or batting an eye at her obvious fangirling

it pissed you off

naturally, you began to avoid Kuon

and Sniper Mask simultaneously

you avoided the two of them whenever you could

when you saw them walking towards you, you kept to the opposite side of the wall and walked quickly past them

when you all usually ate together, you picked up your food and ate outside

you were simply, undeniably jealous

you didn't think Sniper Mask cared about it, not that you could tell under his mask

but in actuality, he was confused as to why you avoided him all of the sudden

so, he opted to ask you one day

You shut the door to the dining room rather aggressively as you exited, but you couldn't care less. You let your body slump against the adjacent wall, your plate of food resting on your lap.

Today had been... exhausting, to say the least. Kuon was on her usual actions of pining over 'Mr. Mask', crossing your way a few more times than you would have liked. During your meeting earlier with her and Yuri, your fellow mouthless masked allies, she had the gall to talk on and on about how much she adored him.

You hated it.

You looked down at your food, a scowl finding its place on your features. You glared at it, pushing the pieces around with your fork, not noticing a door open and close right in front of you.

"Jesus, if that food was alive, it would be 6 feet under with the glare you're giving it." You hear a gruff voice call from in front of you. A voice you would rather not be hearing right now.

You continue to move around the food, staying silent as the man awkwardly stands in front of you, unsure of what to do with himself in this situation. "Is it, uh, okay if I sit here?" He asks, which finally makes you look up.

He had a plate of food between his own hands, his jacket gone and sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His mask covered his face, per usual, but it seemed much more lopsided than usual.

You give him a shrug in response, looking back down at your food again. He stands there for a moment, before taking a seat right next to you, your knees almost touching. "You don't mind if I eat with you, right?"

His question makes your eye twitch. Was he seriously trying to be all buddy-buddy with you now? You shrugged again, not giving him as much as a single word.

You heard him sigh, setting his food to the side before he speaks again. "Alright, what's going on?" He asks, making your body tense up. "Nothing." You shoot back, scowling.

"What happened to the Y/n that stayed up and talked about their life for hours? What happened to the Y/n that told me horrible jokes to try and get a reaction out of me? Huh? What happened to them?"

That broke you.

You were angry, furious even. Was he trying to blame this on you? You didn't do anything wrong! If it wasn't for Kuon, maybe you would still be that person! If it wasn't for her, you could still be friends with him! You could be-

"What?" You hear him say softly, much softer than his previous tone. Shit, did you say that out loud? "Yeah, you did." He says again, looking at you with a concerned expression on his face, not that you could tell.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lash out. I just- I’ve been-" You stutter, trying to find the right words. He laughs at that, actually laughs at it.

His laugh is hearty, warm, almost inviting you to laugh along with him. You don't, but he quickly composes himself, making your head turn towards him.

"Why on Earth were you jealous of Kuon?" He asks honestly, watching at how the invisible gears turn in your head, searching for an answer. You sigh heavily, running a hand across your face as you shake your hands while you speak.

"I just- she’s always there with you. She's latched onto you 24/7! I can't get 5 minutes alone with you before she comes barging in." You rant, frustration evident in your shaky voice.

"I just wanted to be your friend, be close with you. I can never do that because she's-she's there." You groan, hugging yourself with your arms. "I sound like a selfish idiot now, huh?"

You laugh dryly, frowning. He sighs, but a smile plays at his lips. "Y/n." He begins, his hand resting you your forearm. "You know she would never purposefully do that. She just, she has an infatuation with me I guess."

He sighs dramatically, earning a chuckle from you. "But." He tells you, watching your eyes as he speaks. "That doesn't mean I didn't miss you."

Your heart skips a beat at his comment, face flushing softly. "Kuon also misses you. You might not have caught onto it, but she looks up to you." He explains, smiling at how your expression softens, mumbling a soft 'she does?' to him.

He nods, laughing once more. "Come on, have dinner with the rest of us. We can't have you sitting alone out here anymore." You roll your eyes, but take him up on his word. He leads you back to the other, Kuon frantically waving over to the two of you the second you pass through the door.

"Y/n! Come sit with me!" She yells excitedly. Maybe you were wrong about her.

after that interaction, the three of you were all on much better terms

yes, kuon still had her habits, but he toned them WAY down after you explained to her how it made you feel

she teased the hell out of you for it too

you, of course, shrugged it off

but you never told her that she was wrong

you were happy to be on good terms with Sniper Mask again

he made a lot more time for you

your old interactions coming back at full force, and some new ones

he loved to take you on little walks on the high rises

he also made it a point to teach you how to shoot his rifle

which was terrifying, but exhilarating

you fell for him harder and harder every day

one day, you ranted your feelings out to Kuon

and while she wasn't surprised, it warmed her heart to see how much you loved him

yes, she crushed on him too, but that didn't take away from the obvious connection she saw between the two of you

unbeknownst to you, Sniper Mask had come to her about the same things

his usually cold demeanor broke whenever he talked with you

he genuinely enjoyed your company, he wanted more of it

and then some

so, she put a plan together

operation "get Mr. Mask and Y/n together" is a go!

she took it all very seriously

making sure you guys get paired together for scouting missions? that's all her

convincing Sniper Mask to get you little gifts and things? of course

overall, the best wing-woman you could ask for

however, the one thing she didn't have anything to do with was his confession to you

he could have used her help with it, that much was clear

but he wanted to tell you how he felt, no help necessary

Sniper Mask had told you earlier this morning to meet you at his room when the sunset before he rushed to get out of your vicinity like you were a plague. Granted, it hurt your feelings, but you couldn't stand him up.

You knocked gently on the wooden door, stepping back and waiting patiently for it to open. After about a minute, while you had heard nothing, you went to knock again.

Your efforts were proved useless as the door swung open hastily, revealing a disheveled Sniper Mask. His usual blazer and fedora were long forgotten, his hair messy, strands pointing this way and that. His mask sat lopsided on his face, still covering it fully.

"H-hey Y/n." He mumbled out, you offered him a wave as he awkwardly shuffled to the side, opening the door as an incentive for you to come in. You stepped inside, walking to the center of the room as you heard him close the door behind you.

You turned to speak to him again, but those thoughts were cast aside as you felt his hands settle onto your cheeks and his lips molding with yours. It startled you, you're eyes open in shock as you looked at him. His mask was completely off, thrown somewhere in the room, but he didn't seem to have a care in the world.

You quickly melted into the kiss, bringing your hands up to gently hold onto his forearms. He hummed, taking a moment before pulling away, leaving the two of you to gasp for air as he rested his forehead against yours. You opened your eyes to meet his, full of adoration.

"I, uh, I think I'm in love with you?" It was more of a question, but you took it happily. You laughed softly, your fingers rubbing small circles in his forearms.

"Was that what that was?"

[lsmu]

Book 3 Part 2 - Intermission: Out of My System

"Are you sure you want to wait for them? They might wake up a lot later," asked Jihyo.

I nodded and smiled. Minsoo, Chuyoung, and the girls were all dressed up and ready to go back to the hospital to check on Mina and give Ansel a chance to rest, but somehow I felt reluctant. I loved Mina so much, and I wanted to see her too, but... Somehow I was feeling a little scared.

"Yeah. I'll... I'll see you guys later at the hospital! I'll go with the Strawberry Couple," I said, trying to make light of the situation.

Sana and Jeongyeon stared at me concernedly, then Sana walked towards me to hug me. I hugged back and snuggled close to her, which made her giggle.

"You alright, Dubu?" she asked. I nodded. "I'm... I need some time to think, Unnie. That's all," I whispered.

She nodded, as were the others. All of them finally knew what happened between Ansel and I in Singapore because CL revealed it back in Itaewon. In fact, it was the reason why Mina stabbed herself. I... I was partly to blame for what happened to our sweet Penguin. Now that the shock and stress had subsided, an overwhelming sense of guilt began to catch up to me again.

"Call me if you need anything, okay?" Sana said kindly. I smiled but shook my head. "Don't worry about me. Go meet the Daepyonim. I'll see you later at the hospital," I said, trying to stop her from worrying about me.

Sana nodded and smiled, before slowly letting me go. The girls started walking away, but Momo stopped and turned to look at me.

"Dubu, it's not your fault. I'm sure Mina will understand," she said sincerely.

The girls nodded in agreement, but I only smiled, not saying anything. Soon, they left. As soon as Minsoo closed the front door, I sighed and threw myself to the sofa. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the sofa, thinking hard.

"Shit... How am I supposed to talk to Mina-unnie..." I mused.

I was thankful that she was safe, and I knew sooner or later she would wake up from her coma. But... What would happen then? How should I apologise to her? Would she forgive me? Could I forgive myself? Sure, I didn't know that Ansel was her boyfriend when I did it, but... I was still guilty. I really shouldn't have done it.

And then... There was Ansel. Sure, he had repented, that was good... But... Should I talk to him? Should we apologise together to Mina? But could I bring myself to talk to him later? I couldn't even look him in the eyes last night.

I found myself shuddering at the thought of Ansel. Somehow, I could almost feel his monster of a manhood filling all of my holes again. Fuck! I didn't know I would be this traumatised by experiencing it just once. To think that Mina experienced the same thing almost every single day... No. I shouldn't think about it.

I opened my eyes, and I saw a pack of cigarettes and a lighter on the table. It must be Chaeyoung's. I chuckled ironically. Yori had tried to get her to stop smoking, but she kept doing it anyway. Our Baby Tiger was such a strong-headed person.

Something told me to pick it up. Chaeyoung wouldn't mind, would she? She always smoked whenever she was stressed or frustrated. Maybe I should try. Maybe it could help me ease my troubled mind. I had never smoked before... Maybe I should try.

I picked up Chaeyoung's cigarettes and lighter, and went up to the second floor. I slid open the glass panel and exited to the deck. A cold wind blew and I shivered, but then I bursted out laughing. Fuck... I used to say Momo and Chaeyoung are weird for going outside to smoke in the cold... I guessed now I was doing the same thing.

I stepped near one of the railings, picked a cigarette out of the pack, and placed it in my mouth. Shouldn't be too hard, right? Inhale, then light it up, then exhale the smoke. Shouldn't be too hard. I brought the lighter up to the end of the cigarette, and inhaling deeply, I lit the cig...

And I coughed. Hard.

"W–What the f–fuck?!" I cursed.

I kept coughing. A burning feeling filled my throat and lungs. My eyes were teary, and I couldn't stop gagging and coughing. Shit! How could people smoke every day? This was horrible!

"Yaa! You should've told me if you wanted to smoke! I could've taught you!"

I whipped around, and I saw Chaeyoung walking towards me while laughing out loud. I tried speaking, but I kept coughing and coughing, and our Baby Tiger kept giggling even after she reached my side.

"C–Chaeng! *cough* S–Sorry! I–I... *cough* ... I took your cig without asking... *cough*," I stuttered through my coughs. Chaeyoung laughed again. "Calm down, calm down. Take a deep breath..." she guided me kindly.

I followed her instructions, inhaling and exhaling air, cleansing the smoke out of my system. Slowly, I started to calm down, and Chaeyoung stared at me while giggling. I quickly returned the cigarette pack and lighter to their owner, and she snatched the lit cigarette from my fingers, putting it on her mouth and smoking calmly.

"Ya, Unnie! What happened? I thought you hated cigs!" Chaeyoung said as she blew off a cloud of smoke. I chuckled. "I know... Bad idea. I wanted to try it out..." I said, giggling now.

Chaeyoung took another long drag from the cigarette before looking at me.

"What made you want to try?" she asked curiously. "Ah... Nothing... Lots in my mind..." I uttered, staring at the Seoul skyline. "Have you rested well?" "Yep! Feeling refreshed now," Chaeyoung said calmly. "Where's Yori?" I asked. "Oh he's taking shower..." Chaeyoung replied, taking another drag. "Ah..." I muttered.

Chaeyoung waited for a few seconds before turning to look at me.

"Wow... That's a first," she giggled. I raised an eyebrow and looked at her. "What is?" I asked. "The follow up question to the statement 'Yori's taking shower' would usually be 'Why didn't you join him?'" Chaeyoung said.

I blinked my eyes for a second before laughing out loud. Chaeyoung laughed with me, and she rested her head on my shoulder. I smiled and snuggled my cheek on her hair, making her chuckle again.

"Unnie..." she called. "Hm?" "Is it about Mina-unnie?" she asked.

I thought for a moment. She knew... She knew what happened. Could I be honest with her? She was always the closest to Mina among us all... Would she be mad at me? Would she blame me for what happened to her sister?

"Sort of..." I whispered cautiously. I felt her smiling. "You know... You shouldn't blame yourself," she whispered. I chuckled. "That's what everyone kept telling me... And yet... I still feel guilty," I said.

She smiled and rested her arms against the railing.

"Last year... Remember our first training session with Minsoo-oppa as our manager?" she asked. I nodded and sniggered. "Yeah. I remember you gave him Jihyo-unnie's milk for the first time that day," I said. Chaeyoung laughed out loud. "I should take credit for them being in a relationship now," Chaeyoung mused. I slapped her head jokingly as she cackled. "Ya... Continue your story! What happened that day?" I asked her. She giggled and continued. "Remember that the day after was our free day... So Mina-unnie, Nabong-unnie, and I went drinking in her apartment that night," Chaeyoung said.

I chuckled.

"Let me guess: You got shitfaced," I said.

She giggled and nodded.

"We did. Mina-unnie went home thinking that both Nabong-unnie and I would just pass out in the living room, but we kept drinking and drinking, and soon we started walking outside, stumbling around on the streets, looking like absolute idiots. We were drunk... As in, hella drunk," Chaeyoung explained.

I couldn't help but laugh. Mina and I were always the two sober ones at the end of a Twice drinking session, but both Nayeon and Chaeyoung were always on the wilder spectrum when they're drunk. I looked at Chaeyoung, who was puffing a cloud of smoke before continuing.

"So... Our brains just naturally brought us to the haejangguk place across the street from hers, and guess what?" she said. "What?" "Chuyoung-ssi was there too," Chaeyoung said with a smile. My eyes widened. "Jinjja?" I gasped. She nodded. "Mhm. The two of us walked up to him. I couldn't really remember what we talked about... All I knew was that I blacked out afterwards. When I woke up... I found myself in Nayeon-unnie's bedroom, on her bed, along with Chuyoung-ssi. You know how Nayeon-unnie is when she's drunk," Chaeyoung said grimly.

I instantly knew where this was going.

"O–Oh God... D–Did... Did she?" I stuttered.

Chaeyoung nodded.

"I had sex with Nayeon-unnie and Chuyoung-ssi," she confirmed. My eyes almost fell out of their sockets. "W–WHAT THE FUCK?" I exclaimed. "Yup. She was wearing her... Her huge ass purple double-dildo strap on. The infamous one. I'm sure you... You've... Seen it," Chaeyoung said cautiously.

I gulped. Not only had I seen it... I... I had been... Impaled by it several times. I shuddered as I imagined what happened to Chaeyoung that night, and then I thought of something.

"H–How did Yori take it?" I asked cautiously. "I'm getting there, patience, Unnie," Chaeyoung huffed. "Right. Right... S–Sorry," I blushed.

Chaeyoung smiled and continued.

"We had sex, and then I saw Chuyoung-ssi out and went back to her apartment to sleep. When I woke up in the morning... I realised what I'd done. I knew that I had to talk to Yori about it, but... The prospect of it scared me, Unnie," she said.

She took a long drag out of her cigarette, puffed out the smoke, and continued.

"I felt so guilty... He waited all those years just to be with me again, and I broke his trust by sleeping with another man... Even if it was under the influence of alcohol, even if the scary Dominabong was there. I was ashamed. I... I couldn't see him," Chaeyoung explained.

I stayed silent, letting her continue.

"So... I did the only thing I thought was right: I hid. I stayed away from his apartment, gave him excuses to not see him that day, even though his apartment was literally only a few floors below our dorm. I tried my best to hide it, to not think about it, to act normal... But deep inside, the guilt was chewing me up, gnawing at my heart as I went about that day," Chaeyoung said.

"But... You know Yori. It didn't take long for him to come knocking on my door to check on me. You guys were all away, even Jihyo-unnie, Minsoo-oppa, and Jeongyeon-unnie. I was alone, and he picked that moment to find me," she continued.

I nodded, showing her that I was following her story.

"I can still remember the dread and fear I felt as he entered my room. I was shaking as he walked up to me. He asked me if everything was okay... I don't know why, but... I just broke down, right then and there," Chaeyoung said.

She took a deep breath.

"I confessed to him. I told him everything that happened the night before, I told him how sorry I was and how I was a bad girlfriend. I expected him to be angry, to yell at me, to leave me forever... But... I think you know him well enough to know what happened instead. Right, Unnie?' she asked.

I smiled and nodded.

"He said that it was okay, didn't he?" I uttered. Chaeyoung nodded. "Yep. He smiled his beautiful smile and hugged me tightly, saying that he understood. He said it was okay, and he didn't blame me for anything I did," she said. I chuckled. "Gosh... I can never wrap my head around him," I mused. Chaeyoung giggled. "He's my boyfriend for a reason, Unnie," she uttered. "That is true," I said.

Chaeyoung threw her cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it before sighing.

"Anyways... Back to the story," she said. I stared at her. "There's more?" I asked incredulously. Chaeyoung giggled. "When have my stories ever been short and sweet, Unnie?" she laughed. I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Fine. Continue, juseo," I said.

Chaeyoung giggled again and leaned in against the railings.

"So! After my apology and stuff... After I made up with Yori... Nayeon-unnie suddenly arrived, walking straight into my room, finding Yori and I," she said. "Oh?" I gasped. Chaeyoung nodded. "Yeah she... She was surprisingly guilty," she giggled. I sighed. "Well, that's a first..." I uttered.

Chaeyoung laughed, and I laughed with her. Nayeon had embraced her drunk alter-ego a long time ago, and while she almost never remembered anything that happened when Dominabong took over, she would never apologise for what she did, laughing her ass off every time we told her in the morning after. After a while, we started accepting it as who she is, so it was surprising to hear Nayeon felt guilty after... Well... Fucking Chaeyoung.

"Ah... Maybe she felt guilty because she knew Tzuyu fancied Chuyoung-ssi, and maybe also because she made me fuck another man. She never apologises when it's only her and one of us, right?" Chaeyoung offered. I shrugged.

"I guess so..." I said.

"Anyway, back on track. Nayeon-unnie apologised and offered to help cook dinner for Yori and I. Yori refused and said it was really okay, but I eventually managed to convince Yori to let her do it, partly because I thought it would make me feel better. She came down that night to Yori's apartment and cooked dinner for us, and we ate happily, but..." Chaeyoung trailed off.

"What is it, Chaeng?" I asked curiously.

Chaeyoung sighed.

"I... I still felt... Sorta... Off. Like my heart just couldn't settle down. I knew Yori wasn't mad at both Nayeon-unnie and I, but... I still felt guilty," she said, looking far away towards the Seoul skyline.

I stared at her. So she experienced the same thing that I was feeling right now. Guilt was pulling her down. Chaeyoung thought for a moment, frowning her forehead, before continuing.

"Something felt wrong. I could feel it clearly... But... I just couldn't place my finger on it. So... I decided to just bring it up during dinner with the two of them," Chaeyoung said.

"What did they say?" I asked.

To my surprise, Chaeyoung giggled.

"Yori–being Yori–only told me that it was just my guilt and that I'd get over it in time," she said. "W–What about Nabong-unnie?" I asked. Chaeyoung giggled again. "Nabong-unnie... She had other plans," she said.

My eyes widened in shock. She... They... She couldn't, could she?

"Oh... Fuck..." I whispered.

Chaeyoung laughed and pushed off the railing, standing straight and looking at me with her adorable eyes.

"I'll save you the details. Long story short... Nabong-unnie and I had a threesome that night with Yori," she said cheerfully. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" I yelled. Chaeyoung laughed. "We did. And she was sober. It was... Yeah. It was... Really good..." Chaeyoung blushed. "W–What... How... Why?" I stuttered.

Chaeyoung laughed again. She grabbed my arms and stared deeply into my eyes.

"I was as shocked as you are right now when we started, but then... Afterwards... I shit you not, Unnie: I felt much better. Much, much better. I didn't feel the guilt anymore, and as you can see... My relationship with both Nayeon-unnie and–especially–Yori is as good as ever. So good that I could even tell him about what we did on New Year's Eve with Minsoo-oppa without feeling guilty," she concluded.

I stared at her in confusion. How the fuck... Why the fuck... How could having a threesome with Nayeon and Yori be the answer for her guilt? Chaeyoung smiled wide and leaned in closer.

"Moral of the story, Unnie: Guilt will die when it's put in the open. It'll fester if we keep hiding it. So... Why don't you talk with Mina-unnie and Ansel-ssi later?" Chaeyoung suggested. "I–I... I am planning to do it... But..." I stuttered. "But you're afraid that you'll still feel guilty afterwards, just like I was after I told Yori," she completed my sentence. I nodded. "Yeah... Yeah. Exactly," I said. "And... And... And honestly... I'm... Traumatised by... By having sex with Ansel. I thought I'd gotten over it, but last night, when I saw him... It was as if that night in Singapore was repeated again, like... Like he was... You know..." "Yeah... I understand. Gosh... Imagine Mina-unnie experiencing it every single day..." Chaeyoung whispered. "L–Let's... Not go there," I stuttered. Chaeyoung chuckled and nodded. "Yeah. Let's not," she agreed.

We stayed silently side by side on the deck for a few moments. Chaeyoung stared the cigarette pack on her hand, and then suddenly she turned to face me.

"You know... There's another thing that I learned that day," she said. I groaned. "No. I am not fucking Ansel again," I said.

She laughed, but shook her head.

"I wasn't gonna say that. I felt guilty fucking Chuyoung-ssi and Nayeon-unnie, and it turns out fucking Yori with Nayeon-unnie made myself feel better. What I was about to say was: If you ever feel guilty about fucking someone, then fuck another one to get it out of your system," Chaeyoung said casually.

I blinked a few times as I stared at her. Was this... Was this Son Chaeyoung I was listening to?

"W–What did you say?" I stuttered. She lifted her cigarette pack. "Just like smoking, Unnie! To get the smoke out of your lungs, you need to fill your lungs with fresh air, right? Same way with sex," Chaeyoung said seriously.

I stared at her incredulously.

"B–But... I did have sex with Sana-unnie and Jeongyeon-unnie after that," I said. Chaeyoung shook her head. "They're girls. Your problem was with a boy. Doesn't count," she said. "But, Chaeng! You said it yourself! We... We... We blew Minsoo on New Year's Eve!" I protested. Chaeyoung giggled. "Blowing doesn't count! Come on, Unnie. Ansel-ssi must have... Done more than just oral sex with you, right?" she asked.

I gulped. Of course. We... We did a lot more than just oral sex.

"Y–Yeah..." I stuttered.

I felt heat rushing to my face. Chaeyoung giggled and hugged my arm.

"You feel guilty because you had sex with a boy without his girlfriend's consent. Even though you didn't know it back then, that's what made you feel guilty. So... The solution is: Fuck another boy! A good boy, someone that you trust, someone that will treat you kindly, and most importantly..." she whispered, before looking at me meaningfully. "Fuck a boy with consent from his girlfriend."

I shook my head.

"C–Chaeng... I... I don't like boys. Not after what I did with Ansel," I uttered. "Aish... Unnie! I'll accept that you're bisexual, but you're definitely not Jeongyeon-unnie! She didn't even want to touch Minsoo-oppa's dick on New Year's Eve, remember? Yet you joined Momo-unnie and I to blow him deliciously! Come on... Don't lie to yourself," she pressed.

I was blushing hard. Chaeyoung was right, of course. Jeongyeon was one-hundred percent lesbian, but... Even her wanted to make out with Minsoo on New Year's Eve. I, on the other hand, I... I didn't mind dicks, if I was being honest to myself. Shit. Maybe Chaeyoung was right. Should I...?

"Chaeng... But... W–Who? I... I can't possibly come up to Jihyo-unnie and ask her to allow me to fuck her boyfriend simply to... To cleanse myself!" I said.

Chaeyoung giggled mischievously. She turned to face me, and I could see naughtiness behind her beautiful eyes.

"Who says anything about Minsoo-oppa?" she teased. "W–What?" I stuttered. "Then who?"

Chaeyoung smirked, then suddenly, she grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. In my confusion, I let her tow me. When we entered the second floor, I could see one of the three bathrooms' doors was closed, and I could hear the sound of running water. Yori was showering.

"Come on!" said Chaeyoung excitedly.

She dragged me downstairs, and as we reached the living room, she pushed me to the sofa. As I sat down confusedly, suddenly Chaeyoung straddled me. She placed her arms on my shoulders and leaned her face closer to mine. Somehow, I felt my heart thumping faster.

"W–Wait! H–Hang on, Chaeng! What are you doing?" I asked panickedly. "Do you want to get Ansel out of your system?" she asked. "B–But..." "Just answer me, Unnie. Do you want it?" she pressed. "Y–Yeah... But... What..."

Chaeyoung giggled and pointed upwards. I stared at her confusedly for a second, but then I understood. My eyes widened and a loud gasp escaped my mouth.

"Y–YA! M–Michyeosseo?" I exclaimed. Chaeyoung shook her head. "A good boy, someone who you trust, someone who'll treat you kindly... And most importantly: With consent from her girlfriend. That spells Tomioka Yoriichi for me," she whispered.

Her face inched closer, and although my heart was thumping faster, I couldn't help but laugh, and Chaeyoung laughed too. She was simply too adorable. She slapped my shoulder.

"Ya! Unnie! Stop laughing! I'm trying to be sexy!" she scolded me. I giggled. "S–Sorry! You're just too cute!" I sniggered. Chaeyoung chuckled again, but she leaned in even closer. "You're about to make out with this cute girl..." she whispered.

With that, she leaned in to kiss my lips. At first I tried to push her away, but as her thick lips engulfed mine and her tongue slobbered inside, I felt my muscles relaxing. Shit. Son Chaeyoung...

I had kissed her once or twice before, but those kisses with her were not like this. Those were playful kisses... This was... Lustful. This was sexy. This was... Gosh. It was hot.

Chaeyoung moved her kisses to my neck. She felt so light, just nice... And without realising it, my hands slipped up and rested on her plump butt. Oh my God, Son Chaeyoung! I closed my eyes, and soon...

"Mmh... Ch–Chaeng..." a moan escaped my mouth. Chaeyoung giggled. "It's nice to do it with someone else other than Sana-unnie and Jeongie-unnie, right?" she whispered. "I–I've... Done it with Nabong-unnie too..." I shuddered. "Haven't we all..." she uttered.

Chaeyoung kept kissing my neck, then her kisses went down to my collarbone. My palms started squeezing her butt cheeks, and her palms reached up to fondle my breasts.

I kept kneading her butt, enjoying the smallness for a change. Both Sana and Jeongyeon had sizeable asses, so Chaeyoung's small and plump butt felt like a huge change of scenery. I liked it...

I tugged her sweater, and Chaeyoung giggled before taking it off, throwing it on the floor. I marvelled at her tight and tattooed torso, a strawberry patterned red bra covering her small tits. Chaeyoung unbuttoned my shirt, and her hands brushed the fabric off my chest, revealing my white bra. I heard her breath hitching.

"My Gosh, Unnie... You're so... Hot..." she whispered. "You too, Chaeng..." I replied.

Chaeyoung stooped down and continued working my collarbone and tits, but then her hands started caressing my belly, then my waist, then my hips. I shuddered, but I felt her smiling.

"Fuck, Unnie... How is it that your waist is so slim... But your hips are so wide like this..." she whispered. "Chaeng... Mmh..." I could only moan. She giggled.

We kissed again, but then she pulled herself away and simply stared and smiled at me. Somehow, her adorable face looked so enchanting today. I felt lost in her eyes, and I felt... Aroused. Shit. Maybe this was what made Yori willing to wait for all those years to get her back in his arms. Chaeyoung chuckled.

"So... What do you say, Unnie? Shall we get Yori to join us after he finished showering?" Chaeyoung teased. I chuckled. "Can't I just do it with you, Chaeng?" I asked breathlessly. Chaeyoung smiled and kissed my lips deeply. "We can do it again whenever you want it... But right now... What you need is a proper dick," she whispered.

Chaeyoung kissed me again. I felt my defences crumbling. I poked my tongue inside her mouth, and immediately she started twisting her against mine. Fuck... I never thought Chaeyoung could be this hot.

At that moment, I heard the shower stopping. We heard a bit of rustling, then the door being unlocked and opened, and soon footsteps. From the corner of my eye, I saw Yori walking down the stairs, wearing Minsoo's bathrobe. He reached the first floor... And he saw us.

Yori blinked for a few seconds, then his eyes gazed at my hands on his girlfriend's butt, Chaeyoung's hands on my tits, and the fact that we were kissing. I could almost see the gears turning in his head slowly, and then he blushed.

"S–Sorry... Am I interrupting something?" he stammered.

Chaeyoung broke the kiss and giggled.

"Not at all! In fact... I was just about to ask you to join us!" she said. Yori's one eye widened. "W–What?" he exclaimed. Chaeyoung nodded. "Come have threesome with us, Honey. Like that time with Nayeon-unnie!" said Chaeyoung cheerfully.

Yori looked stunned. He looked at his girlfriend, then at me, then at his girlfriend again... And his mouth slowly gaped, his face turning redder and redder.

"W–Wait... Y–You can't be serious..." "As serious as I can be, Darling..." replied Chaeyoung.

He blushed even redder.

"B–But... Why? W–Why so sudden?" Yori asked. "Well... Dubu-unnie here is currently going through a situation similar to what I experienced last year. So... I suggested the Nayeon-unnie method!" Chaeyoung explained casually. Yori's eyes widened. "W–What... I–I... But... Did... Does... Does Dahyun even agree to this?" Yori stuttered.

Chaeyoung looked at me and raised her eyebrows. I thought for a moment, and then, slowly, shyly... I nodded.

"Y–Yeah..." I uttered. Yori's face blushed even redder. Chaeyoung giggled. "Come on, Baby... You know you want it. Even if you say no... Your friend down there betrays you," Chaeyoung giggled as she stared at a bulge beneath Yori's robe around the crotch area. "I–It's... M–Morning wood!" Yori tried, but Chaeyoung scoffed. "At 1.30 in the afternoon? Yeah... Nice try, Tomioka-san..." she said. "I–I... U–Uh... I..."

Yori struggled to form a sentence, his face growing redder and redder I was afraid it might explode. Chaeyoung wiggled her butt while still straddling me.

"Please, Baby?" Chaeyoung pleaded, practically dumping an entire bucket of her aegyo stock onto him. I could see the gears in his head whirring, struggling to find an excuse to refuse. "C–Chaeng... Dubu... I..." "For your little Tiger?" purred Chaeyoung.

That did it.

"F–Fine..." whispered Yori. "YAY!" cheered Chaeyoung.

I laughed. This couple was so cute. Chaeyoung leaned in to kiss me again, and this time I kissed her willingly and passionately, partly in a bid to make Yori even more aroused than he already was. Chaeyoung's hands nimbly took off my shirt, and she reached back to unbuckle my bra. She brushed my bra off my tits, revealing my naked breasts, my soft pink nipples already erected.

"W–W–Woah..." stuttered Yori. I chuckled. "Come join us, Yori..." I beckoned him. "No. Hang on. Let's... Make him watch..." teased Chaeyoung naughtily. "W–What?" Yori asked. "Don't do anything, okay, Baby? Just... Watch us... Wait for my signal," Chaeyoung commanded. "Y–Yes... B–Babe..." obeyed Yori.

Chaeyoung smirked, and she took off her bra, dropping it on the carpeted floor. She scooped her tits up with her hands, and leaning forward, she started working her nipples against mine. I jolted as electricity started rushing through my entire body.

"A–Ah... C–Chaeng!" I moaned. Chaeyoung licked my neck voraciously. "M–Mh... Unnie..." she whispered.

From the corner of my eye, I could see Yori gulping and staring at the sight of us two petite ladies pleasuring each other. Chaeyoung reached down to play with my pussy, while I stuck my hand inside her panties, sliding my finger up and down her asshole. Chaeyoung squirmed in delight.

"Y–Yes... Un–Unnie..." she moaned. "Mmh... Chaeng... L–Let's... G–Get naked..." I stuttered.

Chaeyoung nodded, and she stood up. We both nimbly took off our pants and panties, and as we got naked, we stared into each other's bodies. Shit. Chaeyoung looked so tight. Her nipples were perky, her pussy chubby. I turned to my left, and saw Yori sitting next to me, his eyes filled with lust. To his credit, he didn't even touch me, obeying his girlfriend's words. I chuckled. Who knew our Baby Tiger would hold such immense power?

"Fuck, Unnie... You're... Super hot..." admired Chaeyoung. I giggled and spread my legs open. "You too, Chaeng... Come... Help me get him out of my system..." I beckoned her.

Chaeyoung's breath hitched as she knelt in front of me. She glanced at Yori, and seeing how hard he was trying to keep his cool, Chaeyoung giggled.

"Baby... You can at least jerk off..." she said. Yori nodded. "O–Okay..." he said.

He quickly reached into his robe, and took out... What the fuck! How... Why... Why was he so big? He was a small guy, smaller than Minsoo... But... His dick was... Significantly longer and thicker! It was... 7.5 inches at least? No... Must be around 8 inches! Oh my God! My mouth gaped open, and Chaeyoung laughed seeing my reaction.

"Ya! Unnie! Ansel-ssi must be bigger than him, right?" Chaeyoung giggled. "I–I... Ye–Yeah... But... But still! Yori! You're... You're big!" I exclaimed. Yori chuckled shyly. "W–Well... Thanks? I–I guess?" he stuttered awkwardly. Chaeyoung chuckled again. "He's definitely bigger than Minsoo-oppa..." Chaeyoung said. "C–Can we stop talking about my dick?" protested Yori.

Chaeyoung and I laughed, and Yori proceeded to jerk off while staring at us two. I looked down at Chaeyoung and nodded. Smiling, she slowly buried her adorable face in between my legs, eating my pussy deliciously. I was expecting a slow buildup, but Chaeyoung went in hard and fast, slobbering my clit with her tongue and sucking my labia like there was no tomorrow.

"F–Fuck! C–Chae... Chaeyoung! A–Ahh! Y–Yes! YES! Ch–Chaeng!" I moaned.

I reached to grab her hair, pressing her face further into my crotch. I threw my head back, enjoying the sensation. Sana was a master at oral sex, but Chaeyoung was clearly not far behind! She sucked and licked and slobbered my womanhood with gusto, making me jolt and squirm in delight. I could hear the nasty squelching sound of her tongue in my pussy, and I felt my body tensing.

"C–Chaeyoung... C–C... A–Ah! A–Ah! Y–YES! YES... F–Fuck... Mmm... Mmh! Chaeng... I'm... I–I..." I moaned.

Chaeyoung's licks intensified. I opened my eyes and looked to my left, finding Yori stroking his big cock more rigorously. He was staring at us, his breath was ragged. I couldn't help it. Shit. I guessed Chaeyoung was right. I was not fully a lesbian. I wanted Yori's dick so badly right now.

"C–Chaeng... Can I... M–May I... Suck...?" I asked her.

I felt Chaeyoung giggling. Not lifting her head, she nodded, still busy twisting and turning her tongue and lips around my pussy. I threw my head in Yori's direction, beckoning him with my eyes. He understood, and with one swift movement, he took off his robe and moved closer to me.

He knelt on the sofa, bringing his cock near my face. I opened my mouth, and Yori immediately jammed his cock inside my throat. His hands grabbed my head, and he started thrusting his hips front and back, fucking my face. My eyes flung open. He was so rough all of a sudden!

"F–Fuck! D–Dubu! W–Woah... S–So... Good!" Yori moaned.

I felt his cock pummeling the bottom of my throat, I knew my neck was bulging with his cock slamming in and out of it, but I loved it. His movements were fast and rough, but I somehow knew that he didn't want to hurt me. I knew he respected me. I knew he wasn't doing this simply to use me or simply because he was lusting over my body.

At that moment, suddenly Chaeyoung stuck three fingers inside my pussy. I jolted as she fingered my vagina roughly while licking my clit, turning her tongue in a circular motion. I tensed and squirmed, unable to hold it in any longer. I pulled my head back, releasing Yori's cock from my throat, and I opened my mouth.

"F–F–Fuck! I–I'm... CUMMING!"

With a loud scream, I came. I came hard. I gushed out my pussy juice, blasting Chaeyoung's face, hands, and torso. My body arched upwards as I came and came, and a second later, I slumped back onto the sofa.

"F–F-f-f-f-fuck... C–C-c-c-Chaeng..." I stuttered, my entire body trembling.

At that moment, I heard Yori grunting.

"D–Dubu... I–I'm... C–Cumming!" he groaned.

I turned to my left, and I saw Yori jerking his cock off rapidly. A second later, he blasted his cum onto my face, splattering all over me again and again. I closed my eyes, letting him paint my face white, and after he was done, I saw his cock was still rock hard. What the heck. I heard Chaeyoung giggling.

"Fuck, Unnie... Your pussy's so tight it felt like my fingers were being sucked inside! Didn't Sana-unnie and Jeongyeon-unnie use toys to fuck you?" asked Chaeyoung. I giggled while still panting. "I–I... Guess I'm just flexible? T–They... Even l–like to fist me sometimes..." I said breathlessly. Yori's eyes widened in surprise. "F–F–Fist?" he stammered. I chuckled and nodded, wiping his cum out of my eyes.

Chaeyoung giggled again and stood up. She walked sexily towards Yori, before kissing him passionately. Her small hands grabbed his cock and stroked it gently, making him squirm. She pulled back for air, before turning to look at me, who was still panting and twitching on the sofa.

"That means she can take your big cock easily, Baby... She's ready for you... Go on..." she whispered.

Yori nodded. He moved in front of me and stood there silently, as if unsure what to do first. He gently leaned over my body, and he started brushing his big cock on my tits, stroking it on my cleavage, staining my skin with his still leaking cum. He slid his cock very, very slowly down from my tits, then to my belly, before eventually stopping right above my crotch.

Yori pulled my legs up, placing my ankles on his shoulder. I had no energy to protest, so I simply let him do whatever he wanted. He placed his still dripping cock on my crotch and started rubbing it against my labia, making me shudder.

"M–Mh... Y–Yori... Yori..." I moaned.

Chaeyoung sat next to me and started sucking on my nipples. I couldn't take it. All this teasing and stimulations... I wanted it. I wanted to have sex.

"Yori... J–Just... P–Put it in!" I exclaimed. Yori nodded. "I... I'm entering, Dubu..." he said, as if asking permission.

I nodded rapidly, and Yori placed the head of his cock at the entrance of my vagina. He pushed in, and my eyes flung open as inch by inch his cock started impaling me. Fuck! Chaeyoung got impaled like this every day? Woah...

"A–Aa... A–Ah... Ah! Y–Yori! Y–Y... S–Shit... A–Ah..." I moaned loudly.

Yori kept pushing in, and I felt my entire vagina filled with his rock hard meat. He was significantly smaller than Ansel, but he was also considerably gentler, he was more careful in impaling me. It was as if he wanted me to feel every inch of his cock inside me. Soon, he went balls deep, and he looked up at Chaeyoung, who nodded excitedly.

"Do it, Baby! Fuck her!" she said.

Yori leaned in to kiss his girlfriend, and at the same time, he pulled his hips away, before slamming it back against me. I jolted and screamed as Yori started pounding my pussy. What the fuck! He was so good!

"W–Wo–Woah... D–Dubu! S–So... T–Tight!" he exclaimed. "F–Fuck! Y–Yori! A–Ah! Y-yes! Yes! YES!" I screamed.

Chaeyoung leaned in to lick Yori's cum out of my face, slobbering loudly. Her left hand grabbed my tits and played with my nipple, while her right reached down and pinched my clit. I felt like my entire body was overwhelmed by pleasure.

"S–Shit... D–Dubu... Dubu... A–Ah..." Yori kept moaning. "M–Mhh... Mh! M... Mmh! A–Ah! Y–Yori... C–Chaeng! A–Ah! S–So good!"

My legs slipped off Yori's shoulders, and he grabbed my hips, practically pistoning in and out of me. Chaeyoung moved to straddle me again, grinding her pussy against mine while Yori kept going in and out of me. I felt my mind getting blurry. I felt like I was going crazy. This was so good!

"A–Ah! Y–Yes! Y–Yori! Unnie! S–So good!" "Aaah! M–Mh! C–Chaeng! Chaeng! Y–Yori! Aah!"

Yori slapped Chaeyoung's ass repeatedly, and the girl squealed in delight with every impact. My body began to shake, but I felt both Chaeyoung and Yori's bodies tensing too. Chaeyoung grinded her pussy faster against mine as I reached up to fondle her bouncing breasts.

"F–Fuck! I–I... I think I'm... R–Reaching..." Chaeyoung announced. "M–Me... Me too! Me too!" exclaimed Yori. "M–Me too! A–Ah! Y-Yes! Y–Yes! Mmh!" I replied.

Chaeyoung leaned forward and kissed me again. Her sweat dripped, her breath ragged. She leaned in closer to me.

"Unnie... W–Where do... Do you want... Y–Yori to cum?" she asked.

I stared at her. To be honest, I wanted him to just fill my womb with his cum, but I knew that would be dangerous, so I kissed Chaeyoung and whispered back.

"I–Inside... M–My ass..." I said. Chaeyoung gasped, but then she giggled while moaning, sounding weird. "A–As you wish..." she said.

Chaeyoung smiled in between her moans as she turned herself and kissed her boyfriend deeply. Yori reached up to fondle her breasts, pinching her nipples as he slammed his cock in and out of me. Fuck! This couple was so hot!

"F–Fill... Fill her ass, Baby..." Chaeyoung whispered. "C–Chaeng..." Yori stuttered, then he looked at me. "Dubu... M–May I?"

I nodded rapidly, unable to form words. Yori nodded and pulled his cock quickly out of my pussy. Chaeyoung stood up and plopped herself on the sofa next to me. Somehow, I understood her. I climbed on top of her, grinding my pussy against hers. I reached a hand down to rub her clit rapidly, making Chaeyoung jolt with pleasure.

"F–Fuck! Y–Yes! U–Unnie! F–Fuck! Th–That's the spot! Y–Y–Yes!!!" screamed Chaeyoung.

I perked and wiggled my butt, inviting Yori to enter my ass. I heard his breath hitching, and then I felt his hands grabbing my butt cheeks, squeezing and kneading them with lust. I felt his cock sliding in between my butt cheeks, and I instinctively twerked, making him squirm. He couldn't take it. A second later, he jammed his cock right into my asshole, making me squeal in delight, before pumping me harder and faster.

"F–Fuck! D–Dubu! Y–Your... B–Butt! F–F... Fuck! Dubu... Dubu... DUBU! A–Ah!"

Chaeyoung grinded her pussy against my now free pussy. I reached up and inserted two fingers inside her mouth, making her eyes roll to the back of her skull and her tongue loosened. I started fucking Chaeyoung's mouth with my fingers rapidly.

"N–Nggh! Mmh... Nggh... Mmh!!" screamed Chaeyoung incomprehensibly, looking a complete mess.

I clamped my rectum around Yori's dick. Yori jolted, and he knew I wanted it. He thrusted in and out even faster, spanking and squeezing my butt cheeks even harder. I knew I was reaching it. I knew Chaeyoung was reaching it. I knew Yori was reaching it too. Our bodies tensing, our breathing all over the place. This was it. This was the climax.

"Fu–Fuck! L–Let's... C–Cum... T–Together?" I proposed. Chaeyoung and Yori nodded rapidly. "Nggh!! Ngh! Nnngh!" screamed Chaeyoung, still gagged. "DUBU! C–Chaeng! F–FUCK!" exclaimed Yori. "F–FUUCK!!!!"

Chaeyoung and I screamed loudly, and Yori grunted. At exactly the same time, the three of us came together. My back arched up as I gushed out, Chaeyoung's petite body shook as she squirted strongly.

Yori kept thrusting and thrusting into my ass, unloading buckets after buckets of his cum into my rectum. As he was still cumming, he pulled his cock out of my gaping asshole and jammed it in between our grinding pussies, thrusting it in between our labias. This made Chaeyoung and I reach another orgasm almost immediately, while Yori exploded his cum onto our torsos.

"S–Shit! Shit shit shit shit... D–Dubu... Chaeng... Unnggh!" grunted Yori as he kept cumming. "A–Ah! Y–Yes! Yes Hubby! P–Paint us... W–White!" screamed Chaeyoung. "Nghh... M–Mhh! A–Ah!" I moaned as I twitched and jolted, letting the pleasure overtake my body.

It felt like forever before the three of us slumped onto the sofa. As Yori slipped his cock out of our bodies, I could feel Yori's thick white liquid leaking out of my ass, dripping onto the carpet. My body was sandwiched in between Yori and Chaeyoung, and we all stayed there on the sofa for a few minutes, panting and gasping, coughing and trembling.

"F–Fuck... That was good..." mused Chaeyoung.

Yori chuckled and fell back onto the floor, laying down while panting for breath. I giggled and brushed Chaeyoung's hair gently with my fingers. The cute Baby Tiger giggled too, and she kissed my cheek lovingly.

"Thank you, Chaeng... Thank you, Yori..." I whispered. "Don't mention it, Dubu... It was... Woah..." Yori sighed. Chaeyoung chuckled. "Seriously, Unnie... You're so hot..." she said. "I know..." I said shamelessly.

Chaeyoung and Yori laughed. She let go of me and laid on top of her boyfriend on the floor, kissing him deeply. She wiggled her cute round butt on his now limp cock, and Yori slapped her ass, which bounced deliciously. I slumped onto the sofa, giggling. Chaeyoung turned to look at me and smiled.

"Feeling better now, Unnie?" she asked. I smiled and nodded. "Much better," I said. "Got him out of your system?" Yori asked. I nodded again. "Yeah... I think so. At least I know I don't hate dicks anymore now," I said, staring at his cock. Yori and Chaeyoung laughed. "We should do this more often... You should join us more often..." she mused. I laughed. "Ya! Why do I always end up as a third-wheel?" I protested.

Chaeyoung chuckled.

"That's right... You should start your own relationship..." she whispered. "Has nobody caught your eyes yet, Dubu?" Yori asked.

I smiled and closed my eyes. Someone did. But it would take a long time for me to get to know her better, let alone start a romantic relationship with her. To my surprise, Chaeyoung giggled.

"Someone has, Baby..." she whispered. My eyes flung back open and I glared at her. "W–What?" I stuttered. Yori looked equally surprised. "Oh? Who?" he asked.

Chaeyoung grinned and kissed Yori's cheek.

"A senior. From another company. A really beautiful one. As far as I know, she's been single for a long time... And if I wasn't mistaken, I think last night I saw her stealing a lot of glances at you too," Chaeyoung teased. I felt my face blushing red.

"I–I... I..." I stuttered. Chaeyoung sniggered. "Don't worry, Unnie. I'll let you reveal it yourself when you're ready, but I think you two will be so cute if you get together. Hwaiting, Unnie!" she said kindly.

I blinked a few times, but then, shyly, I chuckled and nodded. Chaeyoung was always so kind. Even if she noticed that I saw Seulgi differently, she would not be the one to reveal it before I was ready. But... Was she telling the truth? Did Seulgi steal glances at me too last night? Yori shrugged and hugged his girlfriend tight.

"Ah well... Shall we go to the hospital now?" he proposed. I nodded, but Chaeyoung pouted. "Aww... But I want another round, Hubby..." she said cutely, tracing the cum stains on her belly. Yori and I gasped. "YA! Michyeosseo?" we exclaimed in unison. Chaeyoung laughed. "Come on... We won't get a chance to do these crazy things anymore after we get married. You're lucky we didn't get to register our marriage today as we planned," Chaeyoung sulked.

Yori laughed, but I blinked confusedly. I didn't think I heard Chaeyoung correctly.

"C–Chaeng... What did you say? Register... Your marriage?" I stuttered. Chaeyoung laughed and Yori blushed. "A–Ah, yes... We... We were supposed to register our marriage today," Yori said. "WHAT? HOW? WHY?" I exclaimed.

Chaeyoung laughed louder.

"You guys always said I'll get married first because I'll do it on a whim. I guess you're right. I proposed to him last night... And we were supposed to register today, but then everything happened with Mina-unnie... So... It's alright. We'll do it some other time," Chaeyoung explained casually.

Yori chuckled, but to my surprise, he nodded too. I glared at Chaeyoung in shock. She was supposed to marry today? What... How...

"C–Chaeng... You're... What happened? Are you pregnant?" I asked her. Chaeyoung laughed out loud. "No! Not yet, at least... Or... Probably I already am? I don't know... I didn't take any pills this morning... And Yori here filled me up like crazy last night..." Chaeyoung said naughtily. "C–Chaeng!" scolded Yori, his face full red.

Chaeyoung chuckled again and leaned in closer to Yori.

"That's why I said we should do it again... Before I become your wife... Or before I find out that I'm pregnant with Baby Yoris and Baby Tigers," she whispered seductively.

I could see Yori's dick starting to get hard again. Chaeyoung could be so naughty sometimes, and to be honest, I didn't mind getting pummelled by Yori's big dick again. I laughed and stood up from the sofa, before kneeling in front of Yori. I reached to grab his cock, making him jolt in surprise.

"D–Dubu!" he gasped. I chuckled. "Come on, Yori. Last chance before you become her husband," I said. "Yay!" exclaimed Chaeyoung cutely, climbing down from on top of him.

Chaeyoung scooted near me and reached for his cock too. Together, we jerked Yori off gently as he watched us with a gaping mouth.

"W–Wait... C–Chaeng... Dubu... M–Mh..." he started moaning.

I leaned in to kiss Chaeyoung's lips passionately. I was always only intimate with Sana and Jeongyeon for the past eleven years, and other than them I had only ever kissed Nayeon this passionately before today. This afternoon, with my pussy and asshole still gaping after getting drilled by Yori's dick, I found myself starting to enjoy the feeling of kissing Son Chaeyoung more and more.

Chaeyoung was right. I wasn't like Jeongyeon. I wasn't full on lesbian. I was only traumatised by Ansel and by my own guilt, so I jumped to the conclusion that I hated boys. I was wrong. Today, after getting fucked by Yori and Chaeyoung, it felt like a huge weight was taken off my shoulders.

I couldn't feel the guilt any longer. I knew I was ready to face Ansel later, ready to talk it out with him and get things straight. I knew I was ready to meet Mina when she's awake sooner or later, and I knew I could apologise to her sincerely, knowing that I had forgiven myself. Whatever she would say, I was ready. I wasn't afraid anymore. I had finally gotten the guilt out of my system.

And... Beyond those things... I... I knew I was ready to open my heart again. With everything going on, with me practically joining Sana's side of the IPG now, I knew I was bound to meet with Seulgi again.

Maybe I should ask her out after all of this is over? I knew she loved to eat... Maybe we could have lunch or dinner together. Yeah. That would be nice. I wanted to know more about her. The only two times I talked with her were our first encounter at Changi Airport back in December and that video call we had when we watched Jeongyeon propose to Sana last week. I was already mesmerised by her beauty and kindness... I couldn't wait to get mesmerised by everything else about her.

Chaeyoung and I kept kissing deliciously, and as we broke off, a line of saliva connected our mouths. Chaeyoung slurped the saliva and winked at me.

"Shall we, Kim Dahyun-ssi?" asked Chaeyoung naughtily. "We shall, Son Chaeyoung-ssi..." I whispered with a big grin.

Together, we stooped down. I sucked his balls off, while Chaeyoung licked his shaft very, very slowly, enveloping and slobbering her thick lips from the bottom all the way to the tip of his cock. I lifted my head and started licking his shaft together with Chaeyoung, lathering his twitching cock with our saliva, slurping and slobbering noisily. Yori squirmed and closed his eyes.

"F–F–Fuck... G–Girls..."

[stargazer-balladeer]

What kind of boyfriend are they? [Persona]

Characters Included: Akira Kurusu, Akechi Goro, Yosuke Hanamura, Yu Narukami, Minato Arisato & Shinjiro Aragaki

Note: I'm mixing Persona 3, 4 & 5! :3 Except all of them are my fav characters (HUSBANDOS—) ahem. Anyway. I hope ya'll enjoy this :3 (This is over 500+ words... whOOPS--)

Reader’s Gender: Neutral

Warning: Spoilers

Akira Kurusu

-Akira is the kind of boyfriend that teases the heck out of you. Like he loves to fluster you so much from embarrassment, whether from kissing you in public or simply holding your hands. He'll have that smirk on his face, its always present. (You're wondering if it's permanent though—)

-But I can also see Akira as the guy who loves someone, really loves that one (aside from the fact that he dates multiple girls in the game—). The reason why he teases you is because he loves you, and for that reason, when he finds that you are close to fainting or uncomfortable, he'll stop teasing you. He doesn't want you fainting or uncomfortable around him!

-He's also a natural romantic guy. Like he'll give you flowers and gifts (or trinkets he found). He wants to spoil you so much but he has limited money, so he resorted to small gifts and trinkets that reminded him of you. Your dates consist of staying at the LeBlanc, enjoying the cafe itself or inside the attic (i.e: his room).

-He loves affection so much, but not because he's touch-starved, he simply just loves you so much (yes, I'll say it over and over again :3). If you want cuddles, then cuddles you get. No matter where, but I think he prefers it private since, you know, his reputation? He just doesn't want to affect your reputation because of his ;-; But kisses, on the other hand, he can do it even in public, he has no shame -3- He'll even leave a kiss on you for teasing purposes (and to see your flustered self). He'll just laugh at your reaction, finding every reaction you have is cute on you. (He also has a picture of you as his wallpaper in his phone :) and his friends knows it since he shows it to them.. he's so proud and in-love with you :3)

-But if you don't like or uncomfortable of affection or him touching you, he understands. He'll always ask permission before holding you or kissing you. He respects your privacy and comfort more than his own. If you find uncomfortable, then he'll find a way for it to make it comfortable with you.

-I can see Akira giving his s/o a piggyback-ride, no matter whether you weigh heavily or just right (but if you weigh very lightly, he'll be concerned). He really doesn't mind your weight at all (he likes to say you don't weigh a lot). I can also see him as a domestic guy, he learned how to cook (thanks to Sojiro) and learned to take care of animals (Morgana, lol).

-He's protective of you. If you're in the Phantom Thieves, double-protectiveness over you activated. He just doesn't want you to get hurt ;-; He's scared of losing you in the Metaverse. So if an attack is directed at you, he'll get the hit. If you get hit while he isn't paying attention (probably coming up a strategy), after the battle, he'll immediately patch you up or go to a nearby resting place. And I can also see the rest of the Team also being protective of you :3

-Akira is also observant about you, even if he doesn't look like it. So he knows immediately when you're upset or uncomfortable. In which case, he'll drag you away from the source immediately. Leaving that person dumbfounded.

-If you feel sad about something, the actions of Akira would depend on how severe your sadness or situation is (though they are still similar to one another). Did someone talk bad about you? Don't worry, Akira would hug you and voice out all of the good things about you (and probably imagine how he'll defeat that person's shadow). Did someone close to you recently die? Akira will bring some comfort food to you (or to his place if you went there) and comfort you while eating. Are you upset because of your grades? "Treasure.. have you seen Ryuji's?" but in all seriousness, he'll offer to help you study for the next test. Are you having a existential crisis? He'll also comfort you as he voice out how important you are to him, and that's the reason why he calls you his "treasure". Are you sad because everyone is unique and you're just you? Akira would say how special you are to him and that you don't need to stand out.

-Long story short, he'll comfort you no matter what. :) Can I have a Akira pls? -3- I'm getting jealous over here...

-But if he needs comforting, please comfort him ;-; Sometimes, all of the duties of handling his rehabilitation, school and being the Phantom Thief leader and people in general gets to him. He's still a kid— teenager. And it gets to him sometimes. He's the kind of guy that bottles his emotions up until it cannot anymore hold itself together. So please comfort this boi ;-;

-Overall, he's like a perfect boyfriend :)

Goro Akechi

-Akechi is somewhat-like Akira, yet different at the same time. He's hesitant to pursue or enter a relationship because of his Detective (and other) duties, he fear that he cannot handle a relationship because of that. So the word "surprise" might be an understatement at how Akechi feels as you, his now newly-announced s/o, told him that you just want to love him and lets him do whatever he does. Akechi was actually glad to have someone like you his s/o, someone who understands and love him at the same time. Akechi would be lying if he didn't find you attractive when you first meet.

-Akechi will tease you time from time, enjoying every reaction your making each time, it never fails to put a smile on his face. But he might not be into PDA, since he likes to keep your relationship a secret to the world (media). He tells you so that you won't have to fear about his fanbase. But in reality, he just fears that if Shido knows about you, he would use you against Akechi (which he doesn't like -3-).

-Let's face it, he has you as his wallpaper in his phone. Whenever he feels lonely or just have a moment to himself, he'll just open his phone and stares at his wallpaper. He unconsciously smiles at you in the picture as he continues his day with a smile present on his face. Many people who's near to him noted how happy he was when he looks at his phone for some reason. But Akira manages to find out while he's raising his confidant level for Akechi :)

-Akechi would notice every quirks and twitches you have, since undoubtedly, he has a keen and observant eyes. He would immediately know which ones you like, which ones you don't like, how comfortable you are, how uncomfortable you currently are, and more. But that doesn't make him a stalker >:( He just wants to know which ones you prefer and how comfortable you are. He prioritizes your comfort over his :)

-Akechi always put his mask on around everyone else, but to you? His mask is slowly slipping away. If you play your cards right, he might reveal his true self to you and only you. But he won't tell you about Shido, since he still fears your safety. He tells you partly everything about his childhood, how his life is in the orphanage and all that. Akechi'll mentally prepare himself for you reaction, are you disgusted? Would you leave him now that you know? Those thoughts ran through his head. When (not if because you chose him, how dare you not accepting him >:(.) you accept him though, he'll start to cry.

-Akechi might not be a natural at being romantic, but he tries. I can see him as a gentlemen type though :3, like he'll open doors for you and pulls the chair for you. He'll also give you gifts and trinkets he saw while in his detective duties. I imagine him giving you your favorite flower every meeting (or dates) you two have, like if you're just walking and suddenly come across Akechi, he (for some reason) has your favorite flower at hand and ready to give it to you. Expect your house to be filled with flowers with how often you two meet.

-But its not everyday you two meet, note this. Akechi already warned you about his job since it takes up most of his time, so he's usually not able to meet you as often as he likes to. But he'll call or text you if he has free time, probably asking how you are and lets you rant about what happened during the day. Akechi loves hearing your voice, so he lets you rant as long as you want. If he's given a day-off (so rare ;-;), he'll want to spend it with you. Though he prefers to stay at home, but if you want to go somewhere, he'll concede.

-Your dates consist of going to restaurants, cafe and LeBlanc. This boi loves pancakes, so you better bring him to a restaurant where they serve pancakes X3. But if you can cook pancakes, Akechi would probably want to marry you on the spot :). Whenever you are in LeBlanc though, you would stare at the duo trying out-wit each other, its amusing to you how frustrated Akechi is and smug Akira is.

-But I can see Akechi being touch-starved since he doesn't have anyone while growing up, so he practically clings to you like a koala. But if you're uncomfortable with affectionate touches, he doesn't mind either. Just please hold his hand so that he feels safe (it also settles his mind and heart knowing you're still here by his side ;-;).

-If you're in the Phantom Thieves (oh boy, here we go), Akechi would be scared at the idea of having to kill you and the rest of the team. He knows how much the group of misfits means to you, but he knows he has to do the task he's given. So until that time come, just stay in his arms and let him love you while he still can ;-; (I'm making this depressing..). While still into the subject of comforting, if he starts to cry because of all the stress, please comfort him ;-; Though I can also see him pushing you away, in fear you'll get hurt. Just persist and continue to comfort him :) He'll slowly warm up to you.

-If you need comforting though, he'll get awkward and not know how to comfort you. Don't blame him though (because he never had anyone, remember?). He'll try his best to comfort you, and by that I mean letting you cry as he holds you. He'll make you rant about what you're sad about, and just listens to you. After the crying mess, he'll drag you to the TV to watch a movie. He did this so that whatever the reason behind your crying would be temporarily be gone. But if it involve some school issues, he'll help you there since he knows about that area. But the others? Yeah, haha... no.

-Akechi isn't a perfect boyfriend but he tries :) (Just prepare yourself in breaking up with him when you reach Shido's Palace :(.)

Yosuke Hanamura

-Yosuke is a bit of a tease but not too much, only eliciting a reaction from you. Yosuke is also a bit shy when it comes to the subject of romance, so he might be awkward and shy at times (this is the moments where you have to take the lead). Like that time where he first asked you out on a date, he's so nervous that he stumbles with his words (the rest of his friends were cheering for him from behind). You have to connect the dots if you ever want to understand what he's trying to say, and you better say yes :)

-He's not really into PDA like most people expect (probably because of his somewhat-shyness). But he always likes to hold hands with you. Not many people know you two are together though, only his friends (and parents) since you two act like best friends still. His friends also relentlessly tease the both of you (mainly Yosuke though), much to his dismay.

-Yosuke also wants to spoil you so he spend all of his money getting what you want, so please don't abuse this and pLEASE MAKE HIM STOP! Because Yosuke might end up being more broke than ever ;-; He's too kind...

-Yosuke might take a while to get used to the fact that you two are a couple (since he's still hang-up with Saki's death), but when he does get used to it, prepare yourself. Yosuke loves giving you back-hugs, even more if its a back-hug you didn't expect. He just hugs you from behind and stuff his face into your neck or hair, either way they smell good. Yes, he loves your smell, got a problem? He also loves peppering you with kisses on your neck (not in a sensual way though!), he doesn't know why but he does it. If you're ticklish in that area, it just gives him a reason to do just that (he loves the sound of your laughter).

-He shares his headphones with you and lets you borrow it for the rest of the day if you want. He's also the kind of guy that if you're short, places his head on top of your head and arms around your figure and sway the both of you (I like this idea, it's too adorable >w<). Also the kind of guy that uses his height as an advantage to grab an item you need and hold it above his head while laughing as you try to get it back. This is his kind of teasing :)

-Your date consists of Junes or your place (not his because Teddie is there). Junes is his favorite place so if you want to date there, he'll be ecstatic. You two will sit there while eating the food you bought as you two talk about random things you two can think of. I think this is Yosuke's ideal date though, just relaxing and talking. But if his boredom comes to play, be prepared because he's gonna drag you away from Junes or your house and explore Inaba together. Boredom is what Yosuke fears afterall. If you two are hanging out in your house, be prepared for pillow fights and tickle fights because Yosuke is for sure gonna start it :)

-Yosuke would also might use some pick-up lines on you, some cheesy ones and some random ones. If you use a pick-up line on him as well, you two will have a pick-up contest on which one would have the best pick-up line ever. You two will also have inside jokes that only you two understand. Yosuke also loves you pouncing on him from behind and giving you piggy-back rides, but if its in public, he might get embarrassed.

-Being Yosuke's girlfriend also means being great friends with his, mainly Yu. Yu is Yosuke's partner (I SHIP IT!!) so he wants you to meet his partner. The team would instantly welcome you into their group, and they love you very much :3 Yu also hangs out with you and Yosuke, if you or Yosuke suggest it (he ain't telling being a third-wheeler :/). Teddie would also join in on your date if its at Junes, Yosuke easily getting angry at Teddie for interrupting your date.

-If you're in the Investigation Team, he'll get protective of you, acting like you're knight. He'll be damned if you get hit, so he mostly get the hits directed for you. But if you get hit, he'll sulk and beg forgiveness to you (even though its not either your faults that the Shadow is fast enough). He'll also help you train if you have a hard time with your Persona.

-Yosuke is observant and perspective so he notices your mood, quirks and twitches. He'll immediately notice if you're mood dampen, even if its a little he'll notice. He wants to immediately know what's wrong. If you want to cry, he'll let you cry as he holds you close. If you say "I'm fine", Yosuke would argue that you're clearly aren't. Either way, Yosuke would make sure to make you let it all out.

-If you're sad, he'll comfort you. Whatever the reason is, he'll know it later. The first thing to do is comfort you. He'll not immediately ask you to tell him, he'll let you take your time to explain to him why he found you crying (or sad). Is it about grades? Don't worry, it happens. Yosuke would teach you (he's intelligent, he just doesn't know it yet :3). Is it because of bullying (or someone talking bad about you)? Yosuke would get angry at them as he started to rant why they shouldn't do that and that you shouldn't listen to them. Is it because someone close to you died? Yosuke would remain silent as he just hugs you. Long story short, he'll comfort you in every way..

-Remember me stating Yosuke is observant? Yeah, I'm gonna bring it up again. Yosuke prioritizes your comfort over his, as he finds ways for you to be comfortable if you're uncomfortable. Yosuke always reassure you that he doesn't love Saki anymore, but in truth, he's just reassuring himself. But after Yosuke talked to Yu, he'll confront you about this. Please forgive him and comfort him ;-; he needs it. Afterall, first love is much harder to let go of..

-Overall, Yosuke loves and cherishes you. Please be patient with this man as he tries to move on from the death of his first love :)

Yu Narukami

-Yu is the kind of guy that also teases his s/o by kissing their nose, leaving unexpected kiss on the lips and surprising them by hugging them from behind. He loves every flustered reaction you have (and thinks its cute every time). He'll stop if you want, but if not, he'll continue to tease you with his teasing antics. He's also kind of childish (this is my perspective of Yu, don't judge :3) so while holding hands with you, he'll swing it back-and-forth, while also being careful not to hit anyone.

-People can tell that you two are immediately a couple though (from Yu's antics alone), since Yu is an affectionate partner to have. You know the thing where the person's significant other is sitting on a chair while the other is sitting on the floor and in-between their significant other's legs? Yu is on the floor while you are on the chair. This usually results in Yu putting your legs on his shoulders and carrying you around like that, not putting you down until class start or he has to (much to your dismay and embarrassment), which usually Yu reluctantly let you go.

-His friends would gag at the sight of you (Yosuke), but they're super supportive towards their Captain's relationship with you. But they would ask their Leader to tone down his affection towards you.

-Yu loves to cuddle you and peppering you with kisses all over your face, he has no shame (;-; or :)). He's also the kind of guy that stays faithful with one only, and stays with that person because when he loves, he really loves :3 (again, aside from the games :3). He wants you to know about his love for you, and the only way he knows how is engulfing you with it :) He is mature but he lets loose around you because he's so comfortable with you. He's also a domestic-kind of guy (similar to Akira). If you don't how to cook, don't worry! Yu is here to teach you how, starting how to make Curry.

-Yu lets you borrow his jacket (or hoodie) whenever its cold, and usually blush at the sight of you in his clothing. Its usually big since he's so freakin' tall -_- He'll also help you in your projects and homework, usually having it at either your home or his. Though in his, Nanako would pester you two (not in a bad way though). Oh, and also both Dojima and Nanako immediately accepts you as Yu's s/o. So no worries about there :)

-Your dates consist of either houses or exploring Inaba together. Yu's still new in Inaba so he wants to explore it while he still can. Whether you live there or recently moved there (like him) doesn't matter to him. Since you lived there, do you mind showing him around then? If not, don't worry, let's explore together! In houses though, you two just mostly chill. Talking about random stuff while listening to music or watching TV.

-I can see him as a guy that gives you your favorite flower and tuck it in your head :3 (Don't worry, he already got rid of the thorns in it). This guy lives for cheesiness :3 Oh, I forgot to mention. Teddie would tease you and Yu (though very ineffective) and worship you as well since your dating his sensei.

-If you're in the Investigation Team, he'll be very protective of you but he lets you fight (he trusts you that you won't intentionally get hurt :/). But if a Shadow hurt you, Yu would immediately kill it and tend to you. But when it comes to the lady boss (Adachi), Yu would ask you to not join the fight, in fear you would get hurt. If you persist enough, Yu would reluctantly let you join the battle in one condition, stay by his side.

-Yu is also an observant fellow, seemingly enough to figure out a person's true self, even if that person doesn't. Yu can tell if you're not being yourself or not in the mood, he will ask you instantly what's wrong. If you don't tell, Yu would get worried but doesn't press on. He's worried because (if you're not yet in the Team) you might appear in the Midnight Realm or your Shadow self will appear again. So please tell him what's wrong so that his worry will cease. If you do tell him, he'll listen to you.

-If you're sad, he'll comfort you. He'll do it everytime you feel sad or want to cry. He'll hold you close and either bask in silence or listening to you rant. Your choice :)

-Also, Yu spoils you so much to the point that you have to tell him to stop because he might get broke like Yosuke. But he always reassure you that he has spare money. But please stop this boi from spoiling you too much... OR you spoil him in return (he'll gratefully accept whatever you've given him).

-Overall, Yu is an ideal boyfriend to have (I want a Yu :(.)

Minato Arisato

-Minato likes to tease you a bit to see your (cute) flustered reaction, he enjoys seeing you like that afterall. But he won't do it every time. Which is worse because you have to expect the unexpected. Like when you were writing something in your notebook, the next thing you knew that Minato kiss your cheek. Yes, he's a cheeky bastard :)

-Minato also shares his headphones with you and bask in it. If you have a playlist of your own, he'll listen to it with you. Minato is a private boi, so he does little to no PDA. Prefers all of the affection behind doors, his or your dorm. Though he doesn't mind holding hands with you or giving you a hug, only rarely does he give you a kiss in public.

-Minato isn't as affectionate as the other leaders are (almost all of them are except him ;-;), but he tries his best. Like Yu, he shows his love for you through actions instead of words since talking is a pain for him. He'll cuddle you inside either your dorms and pepper you kisses all over your face. He also has no shame ;).

-He prefers to relax and chill since he doesn't want to waste energy (I'm having Oreki vibes here owo'). So his ideal date is to just chillax in the bed, curled up with one another, and cuddling each other. He likes the feeling of your legs entangle with his though. And this is basically your date! Though he will also take you out to Paulownia Mall or anywhere since he doesn't want you to cope up in the room for too long.

-Minato also likes giving you gifts and small trinkets while he's going around town, stating that they remind him of you. He will also remember everything you said to him, which is handy since he also remembers which ones you want. You probably didn't know this so when its either your birthday or Christmas, you'll be surprised to see the thing you wanted to have.

-Minato loves everything about you, your hair, your eyes, your voice, your laughter, your hands, just basically everything. This is the only time he'll be vocal about it, much to your embarrassment. He'll also give you a piggy-back ride if you want, even in public. He might not look like much, but he's pretty strong for a short guy. (Probably from all the training he has done with Akihiko :).)

-The SEES basically accepts you by this point, since you make their Leader happy, their fine with you. Junpei might flirt with you every now and then. Yukari would talk with you about girl things. Akihiko might also drag you to his training session, in which Minato drags you away from your senpai -w- Basically, they just accept you to their wholesome family. Also, Aigis might thanked you for making their Leader happy.

-If you're in the SEES, Minato would still treat you like any other member. Except for the fact that he's stuck by your side through the journey to reach Tartarus' top. He'll help you train your Persona if you need training.

-Minato is also observant about you (all of these bois are observant -_-), so he will instantly know when something is wrong. But he might not let you know about it, and lets it go along. It isn't until you two are alone in the room when he asks you what's wrong. You don't need to answer him, just let him scoop you up in his arms. He respects your privacy though if you want to left alone, but be aware that you'll find him sleeping outside of your door.

-If you're upset about something, he'll know what's bothering you even if you don't tell him, he just knows. For now, he'll comfort you. After that, he'll deal with the problem. If its about someone talking bad about you, he'll get Mitsuru involve. If its about projects and homework or not understanding the lesson, he'll help and teach you about it. He's a smart boi.

-I can see Minato finding it adorable at what you look like with his clothes, he just finds it so cute. He lets you steal his clothes though. As long as you wear them, it's fine. Though you need to return those or else he has nothing left to wear.

-Overall, Minato is a private affectionate bby :)

Shinjiro Aragaki

-Shinjiro doesn't tease often as the previous bois does, but he does tease. If you have a short stature, he'll get what you were getting and hold it above his head while watching you with a smirk on his face as you tried to get it from him. If he's feeling bold, he might place a kiss on your mouth and chuckle at your surprised, flustered face. Though he doesn't do this often.

-Shinjiro likes ruffling your hair for some reason. He won't admit it but he feels relaxed whenever he feels your hair or ran his fingers through your hair, it just feels so relaxing and calm for him. He also likes pinching you whenever he gets annoyed at you, if you pinch back, you two will have a pinching contest.

-Shinjiro has a hard time opening up to other people, so its a huge achievement if you manage to make him your boyfriend. He'll be flustered by it of course as he looks away while blushing ever-so-slightly. He's a bit of a tsun-tsun. But everyone who knows him (Akihiko and Mitsuru) would take note how Shinjiro's face soften around you, you can almost see a faint smile on his face whenever he looks at you. "He looks like a lovesick puppy." - Mitsuru, 2009

-Shinjiro isn't into PDA, so whenever you want to hold hands with him, he'll get flustered. But he won't refuse as he removes his hand from his pocket and holds your hand with his. He's just embarrassed. He'll drag you places to places, probably explore the town while you two can.

-He's not afraid to speak his mind though, beware. He'll speak without hesitation if you did something bad or do something stupid. If you did do something stupid, he'll snicker while teasingly taunting you. You'll get embarrassed by this of course. But when you two started to eat, you'll laugh at his comments about the food. His snide remarks never fails to make you laugh.

-Shinjiro allows you to take off his beanie and place it on your head, he might need to look away to hide his embarrassment and flustered self. His mind is racing on how cute you look with his beanie, WHY DOES THAT BEANIE LOOK BETTER ON YOU RATHER ON HIM?! He'll never understand that logic ever.

-Be prepared as well for competitions and playful fights, because this guy is competitive like Akihiko. He'll playfully banter with you about the difference between some things. Also, he'll be embarrassed when you find out that he cooks way better than you. If you ask if you can have some, he'll immediately say no. But if you continue to pester him, he'll soon give in. Be prepared to taste Heaven :)

-Shinjiro is insecure to himself because there is so much better guys out there for you, yet you chose him. Someone who'll not live long, someone who'll eventually leave you alone with a shattered heart. His mind will always plague this scenarios over and over again, he'll even be wide-awake at night just thinking about it. When he asks you one day why you chose him, you better reply honestly :) Reassure him that you love him and only him.

-Shinjiro is observant as hell so he knows immediately if you're hiding something or upset. Like MInato, he'll not ask you at once. Though if this behavior carries on for days, be prepared for Shinjiro's interrogation :) He just wants to help you, so please come to him if you have a problem with anything

-(I just realized I made SEES bois with sad s/o. Please read how Shinjiro comforts you whenever you're sad there. x.)

-I can see him telling you to find another one to love when he dies. Move on, but don't forget about Shinjiro. Continue living even if he's not there, he'll remain in your heart forever.. (Okay.. I teared up in this one ;-;).

-Overall, please be with this boi until the very end..

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[witchysleepingbeauty]

Hi! My boyfriend suffers from ADHD. Everything was cool between us, until I made my research on ADHD and started associating it with him. Things as getting bored of a relationship fast, being unable to answer texts because he's hyperfixated on something else, he's even showed me times where he is texting his friends and he forgets to keep the conversation going, getting angry fast, etc. All these have been manifested in my relationship with him, but honestly, I had no real issue with it, until I started feeling worthless and like I was just making up excuses for him. When I found the law, I realized it doesn't have to be this way if I don't want to. I started working on my self concept and things improved significantly, but sometimes I still get moments where I send 10 texts and he answers NONE OF THEM because he is sending me something else (not related to what I sent) or he is too "busy" and he takes more than 2 days or even 3. This has really unfocused me many times because I still have been blaming it on the ADHD, and I think it's good because at least I'm not blaming it on my worthiness, and bad because I will still be manifesting this traits from him. I feel like a mom trying to get her kid to do homework, and it feels very heavy sometimes because I feel like I'm chasing a cat, and that's hella exhausting. How do you think I should approach this?

*Also, he has very unhealthy coping mechanisms, and I don't want to directly tell him to stop doing it.

Okay first of all this feeling of frustration you have is the exact reason why the things you don’t want manifest. You are in a cycle where bad things happen, you notice them (and subsequently you “affirm” them) so they keep happening. Whenever you text him and he doesn’t answer don’t get discouraged, dont get frustrated, instead revise the situation. Say “he answered me immediately like he always does.” The more you keep focusing on the behaviors you don’t like the more you manifest them.

Now when it comes to his coping mechanisms again you can affirm he has healthy coping mechanisms for he doesn’t need any at all.

[liljungie]

MVP | Jeon Jungkook | AU 3

Pairing: [ soccer player] jungkook x reader

Warnings: angst | slight smut

Part 1 / part 2 / part 3

Masterlist

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How am I gonna get out of this?!

Panic rush through me as I look anywhere but her,It's not like I can say it was raining because the weather today was extremely sunny not a single cloud in the sky.

So that was out of the question and I started to think of anything that I could pass the blame on other than the weather.

"Well.." i scratch the back of my head suddenly every word I know vanished into thin air, making it impossible to form a sentence she looked at me waiting "Uh..jimin" I clap my hands together as I speak to grab her attention " p-pulled another prank on me" I said the first words that came to mind hoping they came out clearly "oh you poor thing! I'll tell kookie to talk to him you're a lady jimin can't treat you like that!" She huffed in annoyance.

Ugh why is she so nice? I can see why Jungkook fell for her...if only she wasn't so damn nice to me maybe I'd hate her enough to push away the guilt.

"I-It's okay- really.. jimin and I joke like that a lot he's only getting back at me for putting powdered peppers in his boxers.." I tried to laugh at the end but it came out so awkward and well...fake. but she luckily went with it "Oh that's mean" she says with a scowl on her face "not gonna lie I was weirded out seeing you in my boyfriend's Jersey"she laughed nervously, "but I think Jungkook witnessed what happened" she smiled laughing at the end which I assume she was laughing at the situation or me..

I felt a lump in my throat form I went pale at her words, my hands start to sweat so I quickly rub them against my jeans laughing along with her.

"I gotta go shower now bye!" I yell behind me walking fast to my room so I avoid any more questions "yeah you smell like semin...jimin is so mean" I hear her yell after me

I cringe as I hear her words "I'm sorry jimin" I say to one one, under my breath as I close the door behind me letting out a sigh of relief but deep down guilt ate away at me...

///

A week passed, I hadn't seen Jungkook since that day.

he didn't even try to reach me so I didn't bother either, my heart was mayhem but maybe not seeing him was for the better.

Even though it tore me apart inside.

My exams and assignments took most of my time, I barely had time for myself anyway.

I was chilling in my room in the afternoon writing an essay I had to hand in Monday while listening to music.

It was finally the weekend I'm done with my exams but I had a few things to hand out still and I finally got around it.

I faintly hear a knock on my door and pause the song and slide my chair over to the door opening it.

To find her, dressed nicely make up and hair done to perfection, she smiled at me "Jungkook is taking me on a date!" She squealed as my heart dropped.

she pushed the door more open and twirled in the middle of my room, her yellow dress was just above her knees, making her glow like a star "how do I look?!" She smiled as she looked me in the eyes waiting for my answer.

"Stunning" I replied my face drained of color I swolled the lump in my throat heat prickling down my neck as I stare at her, hurt evident on my features, she was checking herself on the tall mirror I had beside my desk.

He was taking her out on a date? A date?!

My mind was still processing what she said, so he does have free time to take her on dates but not text me at all?! Not even once this whole week!

"Really?!" She squealed once again, she was so happy seems like even gravity couldn't hold her down she was skipping with happiness.

The things I'd do to be her...

I only nodded my head, I felt like a shook up can of soda that was going to burst soon, with glossy eyes I tried to keep looking at her but I couldn't. I turned away.

"I have been dying to spend time with him now that my exams are over I'm gonna be by his side every single day" she says her eyes glowing. Probably day dreaming about the 'date'

"Mhm that's nice" I say as I slide my chair back to my desk, I didn't know I was crying, I curse under my breath. I can't let her see me.

"Oh I'm sorry if I disturbed you" she finally noticed that I was studying and turned to me thankfully my hair covered the side of my head so she couldn't see my face "I'll leave you now so you can study okay?" She giggled and walked to the door opening it slowly

"Fighting _____!" She shouted her fist in the air cheering me on as if that would make it easier I only sent her a small smile with a nod then my eyes went back on the screen the letters were so blurry.

"oh and I'm spending the weekend at his place so don't wait for me!" She giggled, I felt my chest tighten as I heard her say that, seconds passed and I heard my bedroom door closed shut. Finally.

I let out a sigh that felt like a sob I tried to distract myself by writing more, I turned up the volume of the music I tied my hair up to cool me down. frustrated I let it fall on my shoulders...nothing worked.

Nothing could shut my thoughts off, all I could think of was her in his arms, in his lap, kissing and touching him.

I could see images of him kissing and holding her like he held me...

"_____ I'm leaving now bye!" I heard her faintly yell from the living room breaking me away from my trance a few moments of silence and right when I heard her shut the apartment door close. I threw my phone at the mirror she was infront of minutes ago it all shattered along with my phone screaming in frustration I fell to the floor sobbing.

he consumed every inch of me he took over every part of me, and it's my falut that I let him get to me this way.

This close.

I felt my body burn and ache until I couldn't feel anything anymore and sleep took over me.

///

I woke up to banging on the door I sat up, confused, I looked around I was on the floor in the middle of my room I looked at the watch on the wall it read 12 am.

I must have slept for a long time.

I heard the banging again but louder this time oh so I wasn't dreaming? I wanted to yell her name so she could open the door instead but I remembered...everything.

I found it hard to stand up, or seems like my heart couldn't bare to do anything I'm so out of it, I feel so numb and so hurt. That even standing was too much for me to take.

I made my way to the door. in the dark living room I turned on the spot lights to provide a bit of light in so I could see better, my eyes were swollen from how much I cried and my vision is still blurry from the tears.I move my hair out of my face as I walk to the door slowly.

I open the door and there he stood.

Jungkook.

He sighs relieved and pulls me towards him.

"Oh my fucking God I was so afraid" he says, holding me tighter.

I was astonished I must be dreaming this, this can't be... she was over at his place how did he get out?

He pulled away and looked at me almost analyzing my face "I was so worried!" He tells me "I called you so many times why didn't you pick up?!" He scolds his grip on my arms was tight

He did?

How come it's ringing didn't wake me up?

Then I remember how I threw it at the mirror and I don't know if it was still working for not, I need a new phone for sure it seems.

I pull away and he looked at me hurt that I pushed him lightly off of me "you didn't text or call this whole week why does it suddenly matter?" I ask raising my eyebrows, arms crossed as I look up at him waiting for the answer that I longed for this whole week.

"_____" he sighed as he rubbed his temple "I'm sorry I couldn't I was dealing with a lot" he stated, clearly he didn't want to talk about it so I dropped the topic because I just don't think it matters anymore. It won't go anywhere because if there's one thing I'm sure of is jungkook keeps to himself and there's no way you'll ever get something out of him.

"Why you were waiting for me to call you?" A playful grin on his features, I stop in my tracks and turn around looking at him in disbelief, is this what he thought of me? who am I kidding this is all I'm ever gonna be for him. Just for pleasure. He can disappear for as long as he wants and expects me to wait for him.

"Not at all..I could care less about you" I say avoiding his eyes walking slowly back to my room until suddenly I'm turned face to face with him "stop avoiding me!" He harshly tells me, his eyes stare into mine and I feel my body give up on me and surrender to his touch.

His gaze was strong and the more he stared at me, his eyes softened"... you were crying weren't you baby?" He asks, His voice was so soft and quiet I felt my heart ignite with life agai, the way he was holding my face between his hands now tracing my cheeks with his thumbs soothingly.

"N-No I wasn't-"  I groggily reply only for him to sigh "you don't have to lie to m-"

"Why are you here?" I ask cutting him off, pushing him away harder this time. I saw the way his face fell "you don't want me here?" He asks "you left her to see me?" He swoalled and bite his lip "yes" he answers in heart beat "..I told her I forgot my text book at taehyung's...and I just...I just wanted to see you" I look at his eyes sparkle for some reason he had this look on his face that just screamed at me to take him in my arms.

I used all my power to resist that urge and I stepped back, I feel tears start in my eyes again "Jungkook..." I whimpered

My heart aches because I know what I was going to say but my heart wasn't in it "we have to stop this" I cried

His eyes went wide and his mouth opened with shock and disbelief "_____ you can't do this...not now-please just listen to me-" he walks forward,his arms reach for mine I walk away from him pushing him away from me "we can't anymore...my heart can't take it!" I shouted tears fall endlessly, his gaze was too strong for me so I look away

"What are you saying _____?!" He shouted angrily "why push me away now? Huh?" He cried "tell me why are you doing this to us!" My back hits the wall behind me his hands come up on each side Trapping me.

I feel the emotions bottle up and boil inside me until they spill and I'm left feeling numb I met his eyes and the words I said next shocked him and myself..

"I love you!" I cried "Jungkook I love you!" I pause "but I can't do this anymore!" I tell him wiping my tears as more fall "please understand- I can't bear it I just-"

His lips closed on mine shutting me up.

The kiss was deep not his needy lustful kisses this was different...he kissed me passionately.

"Let me change your mind- I know I can" he pulled away his forehead touching mine "please baby..you can't do this..you can't do this to me!" I felt his tears drip down on my cheeks, seeing him like this broke my heart completely I let out a cry "but Jungkook it's wrong.." I whisper "she's sound asleep in your bed and you're...here with me" I tell him "this is not fair to her...this isn't fair to me! you have no idea of the pain I'm going through..." I say as I place my hands ontop of his hands that were holding my cheeks he had his eyes closed his breathing is uneven and shaky.

"Do you think I'm not suffering too?" He says his eyes bore into mine and I see the pain I feel swim in his eyes too "do you think this isn't hurting me?" He whispered

I shake my head "then break up with her!" I say loudly, to get it through his thick head.

"I can't!" He shouts "I just can't bring myself to!" He looks away from me as I taste my tears and stare at him heartbroken.

I cry "but you can bring yourself to see me in tears begging you to stay away when I want you?" I laugh "do I mean anything to you at all? do you even care about me?" I yell "do you even love me?" I whimpered, my chest heaving up and down.

"Yes I do _____!" He yells back. We're facing each other "stop I beg of you!" he cried tugging on his hair "seeing you cry because of me hurts like hell!" he says backing me up against the wall "good!" I reply my eyes sharply stare into his making his eyebrows raise "you drive me insane _____" he tells me placing his hands beside each side of my head "why can't I stop thinking of you! You! And the way you talk! your body! your scent! Anywhere I go all I think of is you!" He punched a hole in the wall right next to my face "so don't you dare and say that you don't matter to me..you consume me whole and I can't stay away" he pulls me closer his hands on my hips "let me love you _____..." he whispers.

"Let me take care of you stop being so stubborn angel and let me...please _____" he whispers his eyes held so much lust behind I felt his bulge against my inner thigh he leaves trail of kisses on my neck, I whimper and push him away with the little force left in me he stares at me angry.

I swallow the lump in my throat when he walks towards me again "you're horny and that's the only reason you're here" I state he stops dead in his tracks his face inches away from mine "you're only here for pleasure nothing else" I continue "at first it was an honest mistake but then it turned into a habit then I thought you loved me because why would you keep coming back?" I snorted tears pool in my eyes but I don't let them fall.

He wasn't worth it anymore "Jungkook I'm nothing but a game to you" I whisper "and I want out" I turn away from him his grip on my wrist stops me from walking away and he turns me to face him "tell me what I can do to prove you wrong!" His eyes pierce through mine he licks his lips "tell me what to do!" He says louder

I pull my hand out of his and stare into him intensely "I told you what to do" I swallow "because we can't keep doing this I'm done" I tell him walking to my room and I shut the door behind me.

He stood still even after the door had been shut, he was speechless.

Anger took over him he wanted to break your door open and have his way with you but your message was loud and clear so he turned away and closed the apartment door shut after him not wanting to argue with you anymore.

________

A/N: Hey I feel really stumped with this imagine so I need your opinion please how should I carry this on? I'm sorry for any mistakes and for the short part your opinion on this matters so please help me out here!

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Hey! ╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)╯ you are still doing asks again, right? If you aren't, I'm sorry for bothering you!!!could I request the sdr2 boys reacting to their s/o almost dying? kinda like how ouma fell through the floorboards in v3 and was very injured? I don't doubt he could've died from the impact, bonus if, despite crying from pain, they just say "ah, hey! I didn't see u there, wow im in so much pain,,," or something like that in the most monotone voice when spotting them

Fuyuhiko, Hajime and Nekomaru reacting to their s/o almost dying

I didn’t have the time to do all of them right now so please have Hajime, Nekomaru and Fuyuhiko for now.

Fuyuhiko and Nekomaru’s imagine takes place in a killing game scenario while in Hajime’s you’ve been dating for quite some time and you’re on the outside world.

If you guys wanna see some other characters with this prompt feel free to ask and maybe I’ll do some more.

I hope you like these!

Mod Dia

Hajime Hinata

“Isn’t the view beautiful from up here?” He turned to you with a smile.

He was taking pictures with his right hand and holding your hand on his left one, because he knew you were… prone to accidents.

This was the first time you were traveling as a couple, it felt surreal!

You wanted to see and try everything, making Hajime feel a bit worried and act more like your mom than your boyfriend.

You freed yourself from his protective grip and started to wander off closer to the tip of the cliff you were visiting.

“Careful, s/o.”

“I’m always careful, you know?” You turned around noticing some pretty flowers on the ground. “Oh, these are gorgeous.”

“You’re right, they’re really beautiful.” He said looking at directly at you. “I’m glad we came here, the view is just as amazing as I had imagined.”

He put a hand around your waist and gently pulled you next to him again.

“Feeling flirty, are we?” You giggled, taking a step on the opposite direction, not really looking at where you were going. “Did you see all the cute shops over there? I would love it if we- AHH!!”

The ground beneath you suddenly gave in and you felt yourself fall backwards.

His hand reached out to grab yours but it was no use. The only thing he was able to do is yell out your name and watch your horrified expression as you tumbled down.

You covered your head with your arms and tried to stay calm but every time your body hit the hillside you couldn’t help but to scream in both pain and fear.

You should have listened to Hajime.

If only you had listened…

Now you know that he’s going to blame himself for not being able to save you.

“Hajime…” You silently called for him, getting progressively closer and closer to the ground. “I know you’re gonna help me. Don’t… worry too much.”

You felt yourself finally hit the hard ground and after that you remember only darkness.

(…)

“I’m here for you…” You opened your eyes to see Hajime crying and holding your hand.

You were laying down and he was crouched by your side comforting you.

“Shh, it’s okay…” You placed your finger on his lips and gave him a pained smile.

“You finally woke up, thank god…” He sighed in relief. “I already called an ambulance, you just have to stay still and wait. Can you do that for me?”

“I can.” You said. “It’s… It’s not your fault, you know?”

“..Uh?”

“I know you’re worried.” You cupped his cheek with your dirty and scratched hand. “It doesn’t hurt that much.”

“S/o.” He stared at you. “I’m surprise you can even talk after that fall.”

“I’ll be ok.”

Hajime held back the urge to hug you so he didn’t hurt you more and limited himself to carefully rub the back of your hand.

He can’t believe that even though you’re suffering so much you’re worried about him.

You’re the bravest person he knows.

He believes in you. So please be strong just one more time.

Nekomaru Nidai

You were supposed to be training with Nekomaru that day but you told him that you were too tired and that you needed to rest, so he began the training with only Akane.

He was worried about you because you needed to learn how to protect yourself in case someone tried to hurt you, but he knew training in excess might do bad for one’s health.

You decided to spend your free time at the pool with some of your friends.

You had a blast and time went by flying.

”It’s getting late, s/o.” Sonia said finishing to dry her hair with a towel. “Are you sure you wish not to accompany us?”

“I want to stay a little bit more on the pool.” You gave her a reassuring smile. “I’ll be fine, you can go ahead.”

“Very well.” She returned your smile. “If you change your mind you’re welcome to join us.”

She then walked to Hajime, who was waiting for her, and the two of them entered the hotel.

You continued swimming, and after a while you decided it was enough and you got out of the pool.

It felt really nice to relax once in a while. Next time you’d make sure to bring your boyfriend along!

You stepped out of the pool, feeling refreshed and ready to join the others.

Suddenly, you felt dizzy and tried to stabilize yourself by holding onto a chaise long nearby the pool but your grip wasn’t strong enough and you fell down.

Your head hit the ground and you blacked out almost immediately.

(…)

“Is s/o… d-dead?” You heard one of your classmates say.

“This is all my fault!” You heard someone cry. “I shouldn’t have left s/o all alone.”

“Calm down, Sonia.” Another person said. “It’s not your fault. They’ll surely be ok, right Mikan?”

“I-it would appear so.” You opened your eyes, slowly regaining your vision.

The ultimate nurse was sitting next to you, desperately trying to stop the bleeding on your head.

“Where is…” You started looking around. “..Nekomaru?”

“Has someone called the guy yet?” Kazuichi turned to his peers.

“Peko went to get him.” Fuyuhiko said.

Your friends tried to keep you calm and distracted while Mikan tended to your wound.

Soon, Nekomaru was there to hold your hand and comfort you.

“I’m really sorry I let this happen to you.” He said. “I won’t blame you if you’re angry at me.”

“This.. is nothing.” You forced yourself to smile. “It is neither your or Sonia’s fault. I was clumsy. My bad, big guy.”

He closed his eyes and kept quiet for a bit, you felt his grip around your hand harden.

“Don’t blame yourself even for a second. How could you have known?” You said. “I love you. You’re amazing.”

“What?” He chuckled. “Why am I letting myself be comforted by you when *I* was supposed to be doing that to you?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be alright.”

“I’m sure you will.” He said. “I believe in my athletes. And I definitely believe in you, s/o.”

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

It was the middle of the night.

At this time everyone was probably sleeping in their assigned room but you had the munchies so you sneaked into the kitchen for a midnight snack.

You made yourself some pancakes and sat at a corner enjoying the treat.

You were having a pretty big bite when you suddenly heard noise coming from outside. Startled, a piece of pancake got into your trachea and seemed to be stuck.

Your trachea clenched shut and you started panicking, trying to get the piece out.

Meanwhile the sound was getting closer and closer until you heard a familiar voice.

Was that… Fuyuhiko?

You wanted to scream for help but no sound would come out. Tears started forming on your eyes as you tried to cough it out.

Your throat was in searing pain, swelled and irritated.

By the time your boyfriend got to you, you were already on your knees, your face turning blue. You clutched your throat.

“S/O!” He ran to help you to your feet and started performing the Heimlich maneuver.

After some unsuccessful tries he was able to get the piece out.

You dropped to the floor again, exhausted.

He let out a huge sigh of relief seeing that you were ok, then turned to you. “What the hell were you thinking , s/o!?”

“…”

“Do you even have ANY IDEA of what could have happened!?” He kicked a nearby chair in frustration.

“What would be of me… without you?” He turned his face to you again and dried off the tears he hadn’t noticed were starting to form.

“..I’m…ok.” You said.

“That’s just because I got here in time.” He said. “How could you do this to me? What if someone took you by surprise and tried to kill you or something?”

“I’m fine now. Thanks for the help.”

“You goddamn idiot, if you ever do something like this again I swear to god-”

“Fuyu.” You stared at him.

“..Sorry, s/o.” He took a deep breath. “From now on you’re gonna stay at my dorm. You’re a danger to yourself. I clearly can’t trust you to take care of yourself so I’ll be doing it for you.”

“I don’t need a babysitter, Fuyuhiko.”

“Fuck yeah you do. And when I can’t watch you I’ll get someone to do it for me.”

“I’ll be more careful next time.” You got up and opened your arms. “Can I… have a hug?”

He didn’t say anything but allowed you to embrace him. “Don’t do this to me, s/o…”

You rubbed his back with your hand.

“As you know, I already lost someone very close to my heart.” He said. “I…won’t force you to sleep in my room or to be with me all the time. But please… At least tell me where you’re going if you don’t want me to go with you.”

“I understand.”

“Good.” He closed the distance between the two of you and kissed your lips.

When he pulled away he was blushing intensely, even though he was the one to kiss you. You laughed at his cuteness which he didn’t find very funny.

“I know that because of the situation we’re in you get worried when I’m alone.” You said. “From now on we stick together, okay?”

“Like you have to say it twice.” He smirked.

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I'm halfway through s2 of Sex Education. I decided to take a break cause while there are storylines and relationships I'm invested in, I have no patience for love triangles and the like atm. I remember you posting something about a disappointing twist for GA's character so I looked it up because idk when/if I'll pick up the show again and woah, I did not expect that AT ALL. I don't think it makes much sense and it does seem like an unfortunate trend for her characters [tbc]

[cont] (obviously the thing itself is not bad, and I'm sure the Sex Education writers will do it better than txf's - the bar is low in that regard anyway - but it still leaves an unpleasant taste in my mouth)

Yeah. Honestly I would not NOT be on board with it necessarily, if it weren’t for the UNFORTUNATE context of the repetitive grimness of the Scully situation. And especially the last “shock” twist of MS4 and Gillian’s apparent unhappiness with it. And even all mixed in, for me at least, with the withholding of the script and all that bullshit. Just like some ugly gendered power dynamics shit. The tentacles of CC continue to reach outwards. Sigh. 

While I enjoyed S2 of Sex Ed a lot overall, I found the ending frustrating on many levels. I felt they either fizzled/dropped the ball on some of the storylines, or went with bummer twists that didn’t really feel earned to me. I also felt like they have not completely nailed down the tone that they want for the show, and it vacillated way too hard for me between “fun raunch” and “earnest PSA,” at the end especially. And very much that they did the sitcom thing of picking certain beats that would be the plot and kind of forcing those through, and just letting everything else that they set up nonsensically fall by the wayside. 

Most egregious example for me (Sex Education S2 spoilers ahead, obviously): Jean’s confidential notes getting spread all over school (BY THE HEADMASTER, which was straight-up ridiculous to me no matter how much a mustachioed villain they are making him), and this EXTREMELY egregious confidentiality breach of dozens of minor children’s sensitive personal health information making barely an impact beyond furthering the plot of the rivalry between Jean and the headmaster in the context of his wife leaving him. Like, this would have major MAJOR ramifications for everyone, the headmaster should like, go to jail for doing that, Jean should have been WAAAAAYYYYY more upset about what that does to her professional credibility and how it affected the lives of literally every one of her advisees at the school and how many of them maybe will never trust a therapist ever again...and yet it seems to barely register with her, or with anyone else. And is more set up like, haha what a big disaster oh noes! This crazy high school. And instead the big climactic conflict with Jean at the end is...she’s upset that Otis was doing the sex clinic at school. Which is also not good? I guess? But I feel would be like a tenth of the badness of her fucking patient notes getting stolen and her being made to look like an unprofessional, incompetent, unethical therapist? To a degree far far beyond “grr that mean headmaster, what a jerk”? But they wanted an ending conflict between Jean and Otis so they like, picked that one. Thematically it makes sense since that was the start of the whole series, but in a like, stuff happening to people way, I feel the correct scale for that issue would have been a mild “Otis, I know you were trying to help and I’m sure I have myself to blame for this in a lot of ways, but, it’s not ethical to do that and certainly not to make money from it.” Instead of this BREACH OF TRUST!!! I CAN NO LONGER SPEAK TO YOU stuff that it didn’t really warrant, to my mind. 

My other beef was that so much (rightly so) was made of Aimee’s trauma and how it affected her in lingering, unexpected ways, and that was heartwarming and lovely to see her friends and her boyfriend be understanding and supportive of her and help her work through it. ...And then, during the over-the-top sex musical (here I am agreeing with the mean headmaster that this was highly inappropriate for a high school...), literal dick puppets are being dangled unexpectedly next to people’s faces in the dark in the audience, and there was no concern that THIS might be traumatic to Aimee? Or like, anyone else who might be an assault survivor and might not enjoy being startled by dicks? This is what I mean by the tone being inconsistent. And I know life is not tonally consistent, and people don’t always react in ways that others or even they expect. But after going through that whole arc with Aimee I was kinda like “no concerns at all about this eh?”

Anyway. I really like the show a lot but I wondered if they were rushed writing the ending or something. I have more BEEFS with some of the storylines but those are some of the bigger ones. 

But yeah, the pregnancy thing, while it felt sort of like cheap shock drama that the show frankly should be too good for, was not at the top of my list of complaints. At least, I do have a great, and I think justified, hope that whatever they do with that plot, it will be done with more sensitivity, intelligence, nuance, and comprehensibility of how the female body works than on XF. 

(And in general, this is a continuing series, so any issues that I have with the storylines as “resolved,” they will still have plenty of chances to elaborate on in the next season.)

[redspecialstardust]

Scandal - Oneshot (Freddie Mercury X Fem!Reader)

Requested by: @capan-devereaux

One month after the incident at the Rainbow Theater, you and now Freddie fall victim to bad press; there's gotta be a way to put these rumors to rest...

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Warnings: language, rumours, unwanted touching, attempted sexual assault (it doesn't go anywhere)

A/N: This fic is a sequel to Always Look After You; read it here. Can be read as OG Freddie or the BoRap version.

Freddie woke to himself facedown in the sheets of his king sized bed; the scent of the fresh bedding filled his nostrils, giving him sort of a gentle waking as he snuggled down into the mattress some more and forced his heavy eyes open to check the bedside clock which read 7:30 am. The time made him groan...for a party animal like himself, it was way too early for him to get up. The bed was warm, and so were the sunrise's rays on his back. You must have opened the curtains before he woke. but tired or not, he didn't want to sleep all day, knowing you two would barely get any alone time.

Choosing that there was no point sleeping in when he didn't have you next to him, the tired singer dragged his ass out of bed and threw on one of his many silk kimono robes. He let you know he was up by letting out a loud yawn on his way down the stairs. Just as he thought, you were sitting at the dining table with a newspaper one hand and a croissant in the other. Upon hearing your boyfriend's unsubtle yawn, you grabbed the coffee pot next to you and poured him a cup, preparing it just the way he liked it. Freddie entered the room still dazed from sleep but woke a bit more upon seeing you. Just like him, you were wearing a robe and had some pretty good bedhead going. The table had a couple of food trays with some eggs, croissants and fruit on them. He crossed the room and kissed the top of your head before sitting next to you.

"Good morning, Darling."

"Morning, Fred. How'd you sleep?"

"Like a drunken barfly, how about you?" He asked, placing some fruit on his plate.

"Eh. Same old same old." You responded. That could only mean that it wasn't very restful. Freddie always worried when you said that. This past month had been tough for you both, and the reason why was plastered all over the front page of the paper. Today's headline read: "Mercury & (L/N): Canoodling Cahoots?" Once again, the media was all over the Rainbow Theater incident and had been ever since that conference where your stalker had appeared at and made an enormous scene. To make things worse, Freddie was being dragged in on it too.

The same day of the conference, he released a photo of the injuries you received from trying to escape the perv's grip. It was a simple Polaroid taken an hour after the attack and displayed your arm with small, but deep scratches where you'd been grabbed. At first it seemed like you were in the clear, but as usual, people were looking for any way to create more gossip. Now all the papers were saying that you and Freddie staged the photo and he was just trying to cover for you since he was your boyfriend.

Oh yeah, and somehow news got out you two were dating. The stress seemed to be eating at you more than anyone a part of Queen. Over time Freddie noticed you were sleeping less and eating like a bird. Even with you being the first one up, he saw the fatigue on your complexion and ridiculously small amount of food on your plate; if you could even call it that...a croissant and a teacup of coffee? That wouldn't satisfy anybody.

"Dear, would you please put at least a couple of eggs on your plate? You're getting slimmer."

"What's wrong with slimming down?" You asked, not even looking up from the paper.

He was very frustrated lately. Sometimes he ended up saying things that were very insensitive.

"You know full well you don't need to lose weight. And for goodness' sake, why do you keep reading the papers? You know they aren't going to say anything nice. You're starting to look like a creature Edgar Allen Poe created!"

You threw the paper down on the table, frustrated that another fight about the headlines was starting up again. On and off for the past four weeks, you and Freddie were getting into heated arguments over what the hell you were supposed to do about the situation. You suggested moving a way for a bit, but Freddie said that would only be letting the gossip win.

"I know! I'm sorry! I just...I know they're saying bad things, but I can't ignore it. It's too much. Freddie, we were supposed to be happy together, not be harrassed by the paparazzi everytime we look at the TV or pick up the paper." By this point, your head fell into your hands and the small sharp pains of forming tears were hurting your eyes.

Oscar and Romeo were under the table the whole time and came to their mama's rescue upon hearing the sniffles. One purred around your ankle while the other gently pawed at your bare foot. Through the watery view of your eyes, you reached down and picked up Oscar, holding him firmly to your chest. The orange tabby purred in response. Freddie sighed; damn it, he went too far again didn't he? The frontman got up from his seat and stood you up, facing him with his gentle brown eyes locked onto yours.

"Come on." You snuggled into his side as his arm locked around your side and led you to the couch in the sitting room. Before even reaching the luxurious couch in front of the TV, you found him sweeping you up into his arms and carrying your frame bridal style. With the utmost care he placed you down on the sofa and sat down nearby, placing your head in his lap. Still sniffling, you looked up at him, muttering a thank you.

"Darling, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean those things, really I didn't. But I'm getting very worried about you. All the stress of these wrongful allegations are eating away at every level of health."

"I'm sorry too, Freddie." Breaking eye contact with him and staring ahead at the power off television screen across the room.

"For what?" He questioned, truly puzzled but his tone remaining calm.

"I've been so selfish. This whole time, I've done nothing but worry about what everyone's saying about me and I didn't stop to think about how hard this had been for you and the band or their families. I mean, maybe I am a selfish bitch like the papers are saying..."

There was a frightening silence between you for like ten seconds. At first it seemed like he silently agreed with you, but without warning, he quickly sat you up, making you gasp a bit and then pulled you onto his lap in a sitting position. The movement had been so swift, you were looking into his eyes for 3 seconds before it clicked what happened.

"Look at me." He firmly commanded. "Are you even hearing yourself? You're letting them get to you. This was not your fault. It never was. Yes, the reporters are saying awful things about me and the boys too, but we can handle it; plus, we know that what you went through was terrifying and we don't blame you for pondering on it so much. (Y/N), we love you...I love you, and we'll get through this, okay?"

You wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged as tightly as possible without strangling him.

"Thank you Freddie. I love you so much."

He kissed your lips this time and suggested that you both just relax for now and watch TV today. Everyone needed a break during a time like this with the rumors practically suffocating Queen while they were trying to work so it seemed like keeping all the prejudice fans waiting for the next album was sufficient punishment for now. Feeling much better you crawled off of Freddie's lap and cuddled against his side, giving him permission to flick the television on. Channel after channel it seemed like there wasn't anything that good on so he handed you to remote to keep clicking while he checked the TV guide. After only two clicks, you paused on the news, displaying yet another distressing headline:

"(Y/N) (L/N): Malice For Mercury?"

This was the worst one yet. The TV displayed a live report, with a journalist standing right outside Garden Lodge's gate, this time the theories had resorted to desperate measures saying that the only reason you claimed this man put his hands on you was to get attention from Freddie and that you were trying to ruin his career for him cheating on you. Cheating on you? Freddie hadn't left your side since you started dating last month. The news then showed video of Freddie walking home with his arm around some mystery woman that nobody recognized.

"BOLLOCKS!" Freddie hollered while jumping to his feet. Normally he would have kept his cool about something like this, but this so called mystery woman on the screen was his little sister, Kashmira. She came by every weekend to have dinner with Freddie and you; it was a very nice time to look forward to and the fact that they were using his sister's face as some shady floozy pissed both of you off beyond belief. Granted, the press didn't know much about Freddie's family because he liked to keep his family life private, but this was a new low. Sensing Freddie's rage beginning to boil, you turned off the TV and had took him gently by the arms.

"Freddie, sweetheart, you're shaking. I need you to calm down."

He looked ready to explode.

"They--they're attacking my blood now!"

"I know! I know honey." You pulled him in for a hug and rubbed his back. "Just please calm down; I don't want your blood getting up more over this, too." He wrapped his arms around you accepting the comfort you provided. You could feel his heart angrily pounding against his chest where the side of your face was resting.

They were really getting to him too and it broke your heart to see him upset because he had been trying his hardest to be strong for you and in between that it's like he forgot it was completely okay to be upset. No matter what either of you tried, you couldn't get away from the chaos of these made up stories. People swarmed you at the studio, they blindsided the guys at their houses, and just now, there were people hanging outside the gate, waiting to aggravate the victims of these rumors even more. By this point they had forced everyone in Queen to go into hiding, and all for ratings.

All day long, you and Freddie spent your time checking all the doors and windows in paranoia; the constant chatter of reporters and the innumerable amount of flashing cameras was extremely distressing, causing you two to finally head upstairs and stay there for the rest of the day and into the night. Things seemed to settle around midnight, and left you and Freddie lounging on the bed together finally getting some quiet time. Lying on your sides, heads resting in your hands, you found it so much easier to talk about all this crap in the peace of each other's space.

"What are we gonna do, Fred? It won't stop."

"It will darling, trust me. We just need to wait this out and they'll get bored."

"We can't just hide until it's over with, we're not living anymore."

He sighed. You were right, but he just didn't know what to do anymore to make it better.

"I wish I could just say what happened and have them believe us." He said. The sweet gesture made you reach your hand across the space between you and stroke his charcoal black hair. The texture was soft to the touch and very soothing under your fingers. Freddie adored the attention and pulled you into his chest where he held you tighter than a child would hold a stuffed animal and muttered into your hair.

"If only they knew that man's true nature. For goodness' sake, they saw it at the conference."

That's when a light went off over your head. An idea came with just that little statement. An idea on how you were going to get your lives back.

"Freddie, you're a genius."

Two days later, every television in England was broadcasting one of its most interesting stories yet: Freddie Mercury and his girlfriend were willing to invite the alleged attacker to Garden Lodge for afternoon tea in an attempt to patch things over and move on with your lives. The day the announcement was made, you and Freddie had braved going outside for the first time in a while and were being interviewed in the inside of a downtown theater. As usual, many questions were being thrown at the both of you about the situation.

"Why the sudden change of heart?"

"Will you be friends with this guy afterwards?"

"Who do you think will apologize first?"

The whole time the questions flew, Freddie protectively kept his hand on yours. He wanted you to know it was all going to be okay, and you knew it was too, since your plan was bound to work if this guy was really as sick as he let on that night. Once in a while when responding to questions you two found yourselves glancing at one another to confirm whether your responses or not would be adequate. Freddie said that the change of heart came from the fatigue of feeling the need to hide and that a friendship with the man was uncertain. As for who would apologize first, it took some pride swallowing, but you managed to push out "I will."

Hours later, countless reporters were once again camped outside the mansion and kept every camera rolling for this groundbreaking story. Your pervert arrived on the dot for tea and used the doorbell on the door's exterior. The bell's ringing echoed through the manor and made you shiver at the idea of him being right outside. This same guy who left scratches on your arm was about to walk into yours and Freddie's home.

"Just breathe, Darling; your plan is gonna work."

"It better." You sighed.

Opening the door, you caught sight of his eyes. They seemed friendly enough, but nevertheless had this darkness lurking behind them.

"Derek, hi! Come on in."

"Thanks." He said, still seeming kind.

You and Freddie shook his hand and led him into one of the nicer sunlit rooms that normally wasn't used for tea unless you were having a guest. Compared to the rest of the rooms, it was a moderate, even small size. In the center of the room sat a coffee table decked with all the proper items to have at tea. A delicate white teapot painted in yellow and white with matching cups were placed properly there along with classic tea cakes and finger sandwiches. Either side of the table ends had a small couch pushed closely enough for anyone to reach over and grab what they needed off the table while sitting. Freddie shared one of the couches with you while Derek sat on the other. It only took staring at him again for a moment before you realized your breathing was becoming a bit laboured from your nerves causing a faster pulse; this was happening? This trash was in the house? But, still trying to be a gracious host, you picked up the pot and began to pour a cup for all three of you. Watching the steam rise from the cup made you wanna remove the lid and splash the hot drink into his face, but it wasn't part of the plan, so best keep it under control. After pouring your cup and sitting beside Freddie once again, he thanked you and everyone began to add what they wanted to the cups: sugar, cream, lemon etc. All three finished at the same time and raised their cups in a cheers like fashion.

"To a fresh start." Freddie grinned.

"To a fresh start." You repeated, trying not to sounding nervous. Derek copied and you sipped in unison. For a few very uncomfortable minutes nobody said anything while enjoying the tea and snacks; you all knew nobody wanted him here, and the tension in this Mexican stalemate caused you to move in and say what you had to.

"Derek, um, I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have attacked you like that; it was wrong to do something so awful to a fan of ours."

Ugh. That one hurt your pride.

"Thank you for that." Derek answered.

Freddie scooter close to you, placing his hand gently on your knee.

"I apologize too Derek. I shouldn't have used you as a punching bag. You see, when I thought that you had put your hands on her, it infuriated me and I was just trying to protect her. I'm sure you would have done the same for someone you care about."

"Well I can't blame you for that." Derek responded, smiling, but offered no apology himself. That's okay, you really didn't expect one. He took another sip of the tea and carefully placed it down. Something was definitely turning in his mind and none of it looked good.

"I'll accept your apology on one condtion: I want a quarter of a million dollars. It's the least you could do for compensation." The absolute balls! He knew none of this would be even happening if he didn't put his hands on you and now he wants a reward for getting his ass kicked? No, no way, you didn't care what happened after this, he wasn't getting a cent off either of you, but this could still work with what you had in mind.

You scoffed, jumping to your feet "I don't think so. We're trying to put this all behind us and then you come and pull this crap asking for money after leaving scratches on me and making our lives miserable? No! No you're not getting any money!"

Derek's face returned to that same vindictive grimace he had when he tried to throw himself at you, and it scared you to death. As he stood up too, Freddie instantly moved to protect you by standing as well and moving you behind him. He wasn't about to let someone punk him in his own house, no way! He didn't take bull.

"Fine. Don't gimme the money, I'll just go out and tell the reporters how much I tried to be friends and now the great Freddie Mercury and his slut are tightfisted with the compensation. You think your lives are bad now? Wait till the news gets ahold of this."

Freddie nearly lunged to attack, but you grabbed his shoulder, holding him back.

"Freddie, no! This isn't worth it. Just give him the money."

"But he--"

"Freddie please! I want our lives back."

It took a minute, but after looking between you and Derek, Freddie saw the fear in your eyes and it broke his heart. You shouldn't have to live in fear this way and he barely deserved you as it is. What the hell, money wasn't nearly as valuable as you. With a moment of his pride swallowed, he said he'd have to go all the way upstairs into the bedroom to get the checkbook. As he disappeared from the room, you gave Derek a bad staredown.

"So what's a perv like you gonna do with all that money?"

He shrugged. "Maybe buy you for the night." Rolling your eyes in disgust you let him know that was never gonna happen because he was an immature child; a man who threw a fit because he wasn't getting what he wanted, and then that's what set it off. He crossed the room getting right in your face.

"Fight all you want baby, I like it when they think they can get rid of me. I should left more than a few scratches on you; had it been just you and me, I would have treated you no differently than the floozies I pick up every Thursday." He grabbed both of your arms again, no not again! As soon as you hit the furniture, he pinned your arms down, to the sides and forced his lips onto yours. You tried to turn your head and struggle hard but he was so strong.

"Get off me!"

"Scream, and I'll kill Mr. Mustache. One way or another, I'm getting what I came for." He began to unzip your jacket but before anything else could happen, a gold flashy force knocked him off you and held him to the carpet. It was Queen's drummer Roger; he'd been hiding in a nearby closet, listening to everything so he could spring into action if anything went too far.

"Stay down, rapist! Did you get that, Deaky?"

To Derek's surprise, John Deacon the bassist popped out from behind a large potted tree in the corner of the room with a large camera in his grip. He signaled a yes, letting you all know they got everything they needed. Video was really all they needed to convict him, but to rub it in his face even more, you reached down your shirt and pulled out a wire, letting him know your bra had been bugged. That's right, you and the boys took two days planning this to catch Derek in the act and it worked perfectly. Almost on cue, Brian and Freddie escorted a group of officers into the room demanding they remove the root of all your problems.

The next day everyone in the band attended yet another conference to discuss everything and it was amazing; all the reporters who'd wrongfully accused you were now practically kissing your ass. There was nothing more satisfying than feeling this huge weight off your shoulders and the whole truth coming to light. Everyone in Queen received a formal apology from everybody and to even let you all know that Derek wasn't going to be even eligible for parole until he was 82. It's ok. By that time, every inmate would make him their girlfriend; no way he'd survive that.

"Freddie, with Derek finally behind bars and the your lives returning to normal, what's the first thing you're gonna do?"

Brian, Roger and John said they were just going to enjoy the peace with their wives an kids for now. They earned it after all, didn't they? As for Freddie, he took you in his arms, dipped your body, and left an enormous kiss on your lips. Upon standing you back in place, he said.

"I'm going to take the love of my life to Munich for a while. As happy as we are that everything is going back to normal, we haven't been able to just relax and laugh with each other since we started dating. Don't worry, the album will still be done on time. But for now, I just want it to be me and her. I love you with all my heart (Y/N) (L/N)."

"I love you too Freddie Mercury. Thank you so much for being there."

"I'll always look after you."

THE END

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[binary5tar1117]

Alright gotta get some opinions off my chest. Potential bad takes below the cut.

I've been seeing a lot of "ot6" tomoons on twitter and it's very frustrating. Because in someways I get where they are coming from? Like it is entirely possible for someone to make up or exaggerate shit because they are mad at their idol ex boyfriend. And like 95% of OP's story reads like a woman who was expecting a married man to leave his wife for her. She doesn't seem as upset by some of the more serious accusations she throws out as she does his lying, cheating and refusing to leave the other girl. Which like... are all shitty behaviors, but are they like career ending cancelable? Western artists do crap like that all the time and we call it entertainment. I don't care so much if he was dating or that he was a shitty boyfriend, I'm never going to date him. I've seen people call it manipulation and gaslighting or whatever, but like... I dunno, what happened to the whole "fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice shame on me"? thing. Is every shitty behavior at the level of like narcissistic manipulation? Is it not possible she just wanted the secret fun of dating an idol and bought his lies longer for that reason? I'm not trying to excuse his behavior and I'm not trying to victim blame... which is entirely what it sounds like I'm doing. I know. But the internet is getting me genuinely confused as to where the line is for gaslighting and manipulation vs just... being kinda shitty. I feel like those terms are thrown around so easily. But maybe it's the case of like... truly starting to call actions for what they are? Like we don't tolerate "locker room" talk or "boys will be boys" type things anymore? I dunno, I'm just too old lol

I'm not actually on the 0t6 tomoons side though because the other 5% of OP's accusations are really serious. Getting her drunk to have sex with her? Threatening or talking about wanting to kill other girlfriends? Breaking into her home? Those are all really serious. Those are beyond shitty boyfriend or general asshattery and go into legit dangerous and scary. They should not be taken lightly. There could be other victims and spamming all this "protectravn" stuff is going to keep them from wanting to report it. The same with like all the picking apart of OP's story. Which I know I did to some extent but here on tumblr without tags vs tagging and trending stuff on twitter feels different. So can't we leave that to the company and police? Slander is a really serious offense in Korea. If she doesn't have proof she can be prosecuted and you bet the company will to protect their income. I feel like the risk of protecting an abuser and silencing victims, not just with this case but with all SA in general, is more important than protecting an idol from a hit to his career.

Also, I know maybe it's not as important, but true or not, but seeing the other members so heartbroken is just gut wrenching. It's giving me 2019 mx feels. That was worse because wonho literally did nothing worth giving a shit about and ended up leaving the group. But still, like the whole situation is sad and shitty for the other members no matter what really happened.

It's just.... *sigh*

[nicolespeaks]

So I am okay. We just took away the title and found something else that works for us. Basically back to how we were before, which gave me mad anxiety but, whatever, I'm gonna learn to trust this and just enjoy it. Trying not to think about the future, and I really don't know what will happen, but it's fine. I feel kinda angry about a lot of the things he told me but I'm trying not to analyze and obsess over it. I'm really just trying to chill cause I know I am chill, the bpd just doesn't want me to be. I like, love an open relationship and bond but I jsut reallllyyyy want a boyfriend, and that's the security that he gave me. Like I think it's so cute and it's fun and it closes my heart and shit so I don't have to obsess over anyone, but I also love jsut knowing I have someone in the world and not being so tied to them. And that's the kind of relationship and connection we have with each other. He tots said we can't have a romantic relationship ever but that's a lie, he's just broken. But if it isn't that's okay too cause I deserve what I want and I can't subject him to fulfill that. It hurts though, thinking about him finding someone else but, I feel like I'll probably find someone before him if he doesn't claim me back. And ugh! I'm mad at him and I hate that he isn't going to therapy and he's waiting and waiting, cause I feel like if he goes he'll get through his shit and stop wanting his ex back and jsut love me!! But I feel bad when I think about hating him for that, but I also think that he's weak and pathetic and I blame the bpd but maybe it isn't, idk. I just hate how he doesn't do the right things cause he's scared. It's annoying cause he knows but he denies it so strongly and it's frustrating. But whatever. He's gonna do him and I'm gonna do me. I'm staying home the rest of the year so that really sets things and place. And I'm happy that I am and I don't have to go back to that stinky city. Yeah he's working on himself a lot cause he's not in the best place right now so, this is okay. I just, feel hurt cause how we broke up was like, a hard blow. I said my fear and he confirmed it and I was just like "oh" and like yeah it was shitty. But I'm glad the truth is out. Maybe I'll type out my rant on my laptop, about all the things I hate about this situation and jsut release my feelings. I don't want to stifle them but I dont want to lose control so, idk I'll figure something out